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sunshyni · 28 days

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on and on | jaehyun

let's make the party go on all night long. we can go on, on and on

jeong jaehyun × fem!reader

w.c: 1.3 k

avisos: tá um tanto quanto sugestivo KKKKKK O finalzinho só, acho que esse é o máximo de sugestivo que consigo formular sem sentir muita vergonha 🫣

n.a: passar uma semana no RN me deixou com pensamentos na cachola 🥴 Daí resolvi escrever isso aqui, então acredito que esteja um tanto quanto br!au vibes, e no mais é isso!!! Espero que vocês curtam!!!

Boa leitura, docinhos!!! 🌵

Você avistou Jaehyun pela primeira vez na recepção do hotel resort em que estava hospedada, ele claramente não parecia dalí, vestindo uma calça jeans folgada e um corta vento, além de um boné e um óculos de sol, enquanto lá estava você tomando aos poucos um drink de frutas vermelhas em roupas de praia tradicionais, bastou ele proferir sua primeira palavra para você ganhar uma confirmação. O inglês fluente entoado num tom de voz calmo, preencheu o ambiente rapidamente, e você se agradeceu pelos anos de estudo da língua que te fizeram entender todas as palavras que saiam da boca dele. Quietinha de pernas cruzadas em um dos sofás do lounge, você escutou o andar em que Jaehyun ficaria que ficava dois andares abaixo do seu, o que te deixou um tanto entristecida com o fato de que não poderiam se esbarrar casualmente no corredor dos apartamentos daquele andar em específico.

Por pouco você não se levantou discretamente para entrar no elevador de propósito apenas para comprimentá-lo, no entanto você felizmente se conteve, sugando o líquido do seu corpo com o auxílio de um canudinho.

Entretanto o universo estava de bem com você e resolveu colocá-lo no seu caminho no dia seguinte ao ocorrido, Jaehyun e você participaram de um passeio turístico em que o guia se virava nos trinta para traduzir o que o homem dizia, e você se voluntariou como tradutora somente para ter a chance de ficar pelo resto do passeio ao lado dele. E deu certo, você utilizou o ombro dele de travesseiro durante algumas horinhas na volta para o hotel, e Jaehyun te levou sã e salva até a porta do seu apartamento, você até aproveitou a deixa para ensiná-lo como brasileiros costumavam se despedir e deixou um beijo ligeiro na bochecha dele, fazendo-o abrir um sorriso com direito a covinha e se distanciar do seu quarto, um tanto quanto incerto da sua decisão.

Então, simples assim, vocês se tornaram amigos de viagem, tomavam café da manhã juntos, aproveitavam a piscina juntos e Jaehyun até investira em te ensinar a surfar, embora esse fosse apenas um pretexto para que ele pudesse te tocar, na cintura, no cabelo para afastá-lo do rosto, nas mãos e nas costas para corrigir sua postura acima da prancha. Você esbanjava um sorriso de orelha a orelha, fingindo inocência a respeito das intenções bastante óbvias de Jaehyun, sobrepondo a própria mão por cima da dele sempre que tinha a chance, fazendo-o sorrir com os olhos.

Agora tinham acabado de participar de uma atividade do hotel, um karaokê no qual você obrigou Jaehyun a ir porque queria muito cantar alguma música romântica olhando-o nos olhos mesmo consciente de que ele não entenderia palavra alguma da letra da canção. Vocês dois resolveram se deitar no gramado próximo da piscina, com a mínima vontade de encerrarem a noite então usaram a desculpa convincente de que as estrelas brilhando no céu deveriam ser contempladas.

— Aquela senhorazinha 'tava dando em cima de mim, não é? — Jaehyun questionou, se virando no chão para ficar de frente para você, você aproveitou para admirá-lo em silêncio, correndo os olhos pela bermuda clara, a camisa de linho, as bochechas rosadas pelos drinks que vocês beberam num intervalo de tempo muito pequeno e finalmente chegando aos olhos.

— É claro que sim. Do lado do marido dela vale ressaltar — Você tocou na correntinha no pescoço dele que podia ser vista graças aos botões iniciais de camisa fora de suas casas, mexeu no acessório até o pingente permanecer numa posição agradável aos seus olhos — Mas a culpa é sua. Quem mandou ser lindo de morrer?

— Acho que você deveria discutir com os meus pais sobre.

— Discutir? — Foi a sua vez de perguntar, Jaehyun esboçou um sorriso na sua direção achando graça da sua expressão surpresa — Eu quero mais é agradecê-los.

As ondas da praia quebravam de forma bastante audível quando Jaehyun arrumou os fios do seu cabelo ou apenas fingiu arrumá-los para poder te tocar, você retribuiu o toque, pressionando a bochecha dele no ponto específico da covinha característica logo que ele esbanjou aquele sorrisinho celestial mais uma vez.

— Você comentou que partiria daqui dois dias... — Jaehyun começou, achegando o corpo para mais perto de você sem nem se dar conta do movimento — Amanhã a gente pode só ficar curtindo a piscina. Nada de buggys, dunas ou surfe. Só relaxar.

Seria muito difícil se despedir dele, você pensou enquanto balançava a cabeça em afirmação à proposta de Jaehyun, mas no que você estava prestando atenção mesmo era no rostinho levemente vermelho dele, consequência do sol quente e também devido ao álcool de algum tempo atrás. As pupilas dilatadas em união aos lábios rosados, como o efeito de um lip tint qualquer tornavam aquele homem ainda mais irresistível e perdidamente gostoso.

— Quero passar o máximo de tempo possível com você — Foi sincera ao dizer, seu corpo se arrepiando por inteiro quando ele capturou suas mãos sem rodeios, pressionando os lábios suavemente sobre os nós dos dedos. Jaehyun realmente gostava da sua companhia, mais do que ele já gostou da companhia de qualquer outra pessoa mais íntima, aquela era a primeira vez que tanto ele quanto você se sentiam tão conectados com uma pessoa que conheciam tão pouco.

— Eu não quero terminar nossa noite aqui — Ele disse sob as luzes artificiais da área da piscina e sob o brilho natural da lua, as ondas do mar quebrando suavemente atrás de vocês serviam como a trilha sonora perfeita do momento — Me deixa ir com você... Eu prometo que vou ser um bom garoto.

Jaehyun proferiu essas últimas palavras baixinho, num sussurro galante que provocou inquietação na sua barriga e no baixo ventre, o que te fez enroscar uma das pernas na dele, tornando a distância de vocês mínima e engrandecendo um desejo que nenhum de vocês sabia pontuar muito bem quando havia surgido.

Os olhos do homem diante de você carregavam um brilho que era impossível passar despercebido, tinham um ar de súplica e se assemelhavam com o olhar de um cachorrinho pidão, insinuando um sorrisinho em você de puro deleite a situação.

Em silêncio, Jaehyun entrelaçou os dedos aos seus e te conduziu até o elevador, você escolheu o último andar do hotel que coincidentemente era o andar do apartamento que você estava hospedada e quando abriu a porta, ele não esperou as luzes serem ligadas, apenas fez suas costas se encontrarem com a parede mais próxima e abaixou a cabeça um bocado para ir de encontro a sua boca, afundando a mão no seu pescoço e guiando o beijo com propriedade, a língua morna e molhada te conhecendo melhor enquanto a mão livre te apalpava sem brusquidão.

Você sentia que podia se desmanchar alí mesmo, com apenas um beijo, no entanto percebeu que teria de resistir um tantinho quando Jaehyun tateou seu corpo, elevando sua coxa até a altura da sua cintura e fazendo você senti-lo de forma completa, o que te fez arfar com o fato dos seus corpos quase se encaixarem perfeitamente por cima das roupas leves de verão.

Ele pôs uma das mãos entre seus corpos, invadindo e subindo o vestidinho que você utilizava para te ter nos dedos, o que te fez contrair ante ao toque terno dele, entretanto Jaehyun beijou seu pescoço, sussurrando no seu ouvido como se quisesse compartilhar um segredo.

— Não faz assim — Ele sorriu, fazendo entrar em cena a covinha adorável que você conseguiu vislumbrar devido a luz da lua que adentrava no quarto devido as portas da varanda abertas. Você o agarrou pela correntinha que residia no pescoço dele, aproximando sua boca na de Jaehyun numa tentativa notória de espalhar o calor para todo corpo já que no momento ele se concentrava num lugar sensível seu na parte inferior que ganhava toda atenção com a mão macia do Jeong.

Ele deixou um beijinho carinhoso na pontinha do seu nariz antes de dizer, os olhos semicerrados e um sorriso insistente que não deixava seu rosto de maneira alguma.

— Eu quero fazer essa festa durar a noite toda.

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cornie-heesan · 8 months

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Fuck around and Find out

Staring| Mark Lee x fem!reader (Ft! Yuta and a few other NCT members)

Prompt| “Do I look like I’m messing around? Do I look like I won’t punish you?”, “Move an inch and you won’t be coming tonight on my cock”, “Fucking is a reward, but you haven’t been good.”

Warnings: SMUT, unprotected sex (please for the love of god don’t), degrading names (whore, slut), impact play, edging, orgasm denial, physical restraints (ties), piv, consensual photo/video taken (not brought up in this but it’s consensual I promise), overstimulation, mean dom! Mark, voyeurism, mentions of alcohol, darcyphilia, I think that’s everything, if I’m wrong let me know!

Word Count| 3.1k

A/N: anything italicized is meant to show the use of another language (ex. Japanese/ Mandarin).

also, this is my first real fic and probably the first time I’ve attempted to write any kind of smut. please be kinda about it and message me if you find any mistakes!

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You’ve pushed your luck a little too far with your usually gentle natured boyfriend, but what can you say? Lust makes you do stupid things. Which is how you ended up here, tied spread eagle to the metal framed bed with various ties that hung in his closet. Your sex life was never dull per se- deep inside you just craved for something a little bit more than what it has been.

You prayed to whoever looked down upon you tonight to kickstart your plan for a little bit of spice- that none of the frat brothers tries to step foot into this house on a Friday night. It’s not like you could’ve made it all the way across campus to your apartment, you were just a little too horny for that.

“Ay, look at me.”

The slight sting of his fingers on your cheek makes your eyes roll back into your head and a moan falling from your lips at the sensation- god you were a whore for this man. His eyebrow shot up at the sound as he stalks closer to the bed staring at your naked form..

“Do I look like I’m messing around? Like I wont punish you for being such a slut?”

Your eyes open look at the hard set in his jaw and his tense muscles. He was usually so soft, gentle, loving- although right now he’s the polar opposite

“You really just had to dress in the sluttiest little shirt you had hm?” he growls pulling out a box you haven’t seen before “Fucking is a reward, but you haven’t been good.” he finishes pulling out a vibrator…?

“Move an inch and you won’t be coming tonight on my cock,” he switches on the vibrator before working it right between my legs placing it right against my clit making me shriek but I didn’t dare move. The sensation against your clit made the knot in your belly tighten and you started at your boyfriend wide eyed- scared that if you came too soon it would all be over.

“Oh,” he hums moving to the foot of his bed setting up the webcam from his desktop against some text books “Come as much as you want. Don’t move though- I’ll be watching,” he concludes before walking towards the door shooting a wink before leaving the room locking the door behind him.

“MARK!” you shout after the blue haired man that’s just left you tied to his bed however, the moan that left your lips was something rather unladylike at the sudden orgasm washing over your body. Burning warmth causes you to tense but not move your body because you didn’t want to lose this little unspoken battle between yourself and Mark.

You don’t know how many times you’ve come at this point- all you know is the tears streaking down your face means it’s been quite a few. Another orgasm pulls through your body making you shiver at the overstimulation

“M-Mark baby please!” you cry full on crying at this point “P-please, please come back! I’m sorry- sorry for teasing you, for being a slut!” not even thinking twice about begging for the return of your sweet boyfriend. Your body can’t go through with any more of the torture on your clit.

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Mark sits in the TV room in the empty frat house- something not that interesting in the background as he sits watching the live stream from his desktop webcam. He never realized how much he would enjoy spicing up your sex life- considering you’ve come at least 3 times from the painful overstimulation he’s caused you.

At first he was pissed that you’d come to a frat party with that little skirt on- even more pissed that you had the audacity to take the flirting coming from his slightly intoxicated roommate and best friend- Yuta. He dragged you from the neighboring frat house, grip tight on your arm as he got you into his shared room after making sure that nobody would be in tonight.

He’d fantasized about tying you to his bed- adding in a bit of a game to it considering how competitive you both were when it came to trivial things. The fact that he was indirectly causing you to be this overwhelmed made his body heat with lust- watching you cry and try your damndest not to move an inch even with the torture of the vibrator.

Mark wasn’t a complete idiot- he saw the way the Japanese man would eye your body or try to get closer to you under the guise that you were one of the few people he could speak to in his native tongue. Mark could see the lust in his eyes from a mile away, however you were a bit slow to the punch. Never thinking anything of it when it came to your boyfriends best friend.

“Mark?” the blue haired mans eyes were pulled from his phone meeting those of his best friend kicking his muddied shoes off his feet. Both men stay quiet for a moment hearing your desperate moans from three floors up “What’s up?” Mark asks as if that’s the most normal occurrence to happen in the frat house.

“Uh, should I leave? I can totally leave if you want me too.” Yuta is quick to start reaching for his shoes again, “Nah, nah. You actually came at a perfect time.” Marks smile makes Yuta hesitate for a second before he slowly falls onto the couch next to his friend.

Yuta’s face turns a similar shade of red that his hair is once his eyes land on his friends phone. There you were, someone he was lusting over- naked, restrained and in the midst of an orgasm. The picture was slightly grainy due to being on such a small screen “Help me get this on the TV would you?” Mark asks tossing his phone into the Japanese man’s lap before he turns to head somewhere else in the house.

He’s not serious is he? “Do it Nakamoto!” Mark’s voice drifts down the hallway making the latter fumble the phone before working on sharing the image to the smart TV.

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Yuta’s eyes embarrassingly stay focused on the flat screen in front of him- watching as his best friend opens the door to their shared room joining the picture of said roommates girlfriend shudders as another wave of pleasure takes over.

“P-please, Ma-Mark I can’t! It hurts!” you cry eyes begging for the Canadian man to stop the torture on your clit, “Baby, you look so good like this though!” Mark chuckles pulling his desk chair to the side of the bed- pulling the vibrator away from your overstimulated core. Your arms and legs strain against the ties holding you down trying to close your thighs.

A swift smack hits your thigh making you begrudgingly moan rolling your head towards Mark a playful gleam in his eyes

“We’re not done yet, sweet heart” he chuckles reaching for the webcam “In fact, we’re just getting started. Say hi to the camera pretty girl.” He hovers the camera in front of your face showing off your dazed, lust filled eyes off to his roommate watching the TV closely.

His hand squishes your cheeks as he stares down into your eyes “Say hello to Yuta baby,” Mark hums with a sadistic smile your eyes widen trying to shake your face free from his grip. Mark clicks his tongue against his teeth, “That’s not very kind sweetheart. After all, you sure liked having his eyes on you at the party.” his voice deepens as he adjusts the camera.

Yuta grunts running his sweaty palm down the leg of his jeans. Jesus he’s never seen Mark get so much as irked by you but now there’s a new sharpness in his friends voice. Something he’d only ever heard during video games or baseball. Mark’s hands reach for the ties restraining you to the frame of the bed adjusting your body to your hands and knees giving Yuta the prettiest sight of your little hole dripping with remains of your orgasms.

“Need your cock,” you moan hole clenching around nothing, Mark smirks resting his hands on your hips you whine at the long anticipated contact. He leans into you mouth ghosting over your ear,

“Beg,”

“PLEASE, Ma-“ you shriek mid sentence at the contact of his hand against your ass making you deepen the arch in your back. Mark shakes his head, “No baby I want to hear you beg for my cock- and how good I fuck you.” he explains out into the empty room before whispering in your ear “Preferably in Japanese, ya know so Yuta knows exactly who you’re a good little slut for.”

Another load moan travels through the house, “Please, Mark! I need your cock! Need you to make me cum!” Yuta’s dick twitches in his jeans the fact that you’re speaking Japanese in such a filthy way- almost like it was specifically for him. Almost- he knew better it was his friends way of teasing him.

“A desperate little slut you are, huh? Need my cock in your little pussy that bad?” Mark chuckles as he shoves his jeans down his legs bringing the fat tip of his cock to your dripping cunt, “Please!” you drawl fresh tears entering your eyes. Yuta couldn’t even be mad at his friend for singling him out- out of all the brothers who were constantly flirting with you.

You were perfect- not only in looks but in smarts. You were an ungodly kind of smart knowing pretty much every language NCT brothers spoke- made you seem more of a dream than an actual person to some of them. Yuta was by far the worst with the flirting- you were the only female at SMU that spoke Japanese and that just did something for him.

Mark lines himself up with your entrance with a knowing smirk on his face he bottoms out in your pussy with the same timing as the front door is shoved open. Yuta barely pulls his eyes from the screen to see Yangyang and Ten tripping over their shoes- eyes widening at the sounds simultaneously from the TV and the upstairs bedroom.

“Is that…. Mark and Y/N?” Yangyang shrieks quickly but haphazardly covering his eyes- he may or may not have peeked through his fingers to keep watching. The older of the two looks at Yuta with a cocked eyebrow “I didn’t set it up if that’s what you’re asking!” The faux red head jumps up “I literally came home and Mark was down here watching on his phone- then he just, just threw his phone at me and told me to put it on the TV!”

The two men join Yuta around the front of the couch, “Damn, I knew Y/N mentioned wanting to spice up their sex life… But damn” Ten turns his head analyzing the scene on the screen before falling onto the couch. It was weird seeing Ten so calm about this- considering that you two were attached at the hip platonically.

“Maybe this is a little bit of payback for all the guys that flirt with Y/N?” Ten suggests a knowing look on his face as he before anyone could speak a loud moan pulled their attention back towards the television. Mark had wrapped his hand through your long hair pulling your body away from the mattress- putting you on full display to the camera

“Fuck! Mark!”

The new angle has Mark’s cock hitting right at that spongy part inside that made fresh tears of arousal spill from your eyes- unknowingly to you, you had switched from Japanese to Mandarin. A grunt leaves Yangyang who blushes furiously- he was one of the youngest and here he was watching a girl he had a two week crush on get her brains fucked out.

This time the boys watching the TV couldn’t be bothered to notice when the front door opens again. A low whistle is let out before three more of the brothers join in on this little watch party- Jaehyun, Johnny and another one of the younger members Haechan.

“What’s going on?” Johnny asks scrolling through his phone like this is a completely normal thing to happen- “Ten thinks that this is Mark’s payback for some of us always trying to flirt with Y/N” Yuta grunts trying to cover his hardening cock (it didn’t work.)

“Dude, Ten flirts with her the most!” Jaehyun shouts watching the screen in disbelief “Yeah, but it’s mutual flirting. Y/N and I are platonic soulmates” Ten counters scrolling through his phone rolling his eyes at the other man.

“Yo did anyone else get a text from Mark to be here?” Johnny asks raising an eyebrow - everyone pulls out their phones to see that they in fact had the same text message from Mark saying that he needed everyone to be at the house specifically at 10 in the TV room.

The phones are forgotten when Mark’s voice cuts in from the television “Are you gonna be a good girl and come for me?” Mark hums leaving dark love bites along your throat as you nod quickly making him tsk “Need your words sweetness.”

“Yes! Gonna come Mark, please!” your sobbing, drooling all around fucked out by the Canadian man behind you. He smirks completely stopping his hips behind you making you cry out but his hand squishes your cheeks together making you stare into the webcam- everyone in the watch party embarrassingly hard from the sudden dominant personality from their friend.

“I think you might have a few more people to say hi too. Maybe they might be the reason you’ve been such a whore lately,” You whine again trying to fuck yourself back onto your boyfriends cock- he squishes your cheeks tighter, flesh pinching between your teeth.

“I bet Yangyang, Johnny, Jaehyun, Haechan and Ten are loving that they get to watch you act like such a little whore for me,” Mark’s hips draw back as he sends a hard thrust upwards- the squelch of your pussy making the six men moan in unison- god where were they going to get their porn fix now? After watching this everything else is going mid at best.

The hand gripping your face travels down your body until Marks callused fingers reach for your clit with a swift smack- a squeal leaves your bruised lips as you try to get away from the overstimulation. Your boyfriend laughs- it’s almost sinister compared to his typical giggle as he’s pulling your body back as he falls onto his back on the mattress.

He props his feet flat on the mattress, hooking your legs over his knees both arms wrapping around your waist. The angle gives the men downstairs a perfect view of your pussy fluttering and creaming around Mark’s cock. Haechan has non discreetly pulled his dick out of his pants jerking himself off to the video in front of him.

Yangyang’s grey sweats have a dark stain in the front as he bites his hand trying to cover the fact that he’s come untouched. Jaehyun, Johnny and Yuta palm themselves through their jeans. Ten finds the whole thing hot- again he and you are platonic soulmates- he’s just here to be a witness to the downfall of his four other friends. Plus, he needed to remember everything so it could be spoken about on your weekly boba dates.

They sit in a mildly uncomfortable silence- Mark gives no warning as he begins fucking up into your pussy again. From the angle you could just about see where Mark’s dick is reaching into your cervix with a hint of a bulge in your belly every time he snaps into you.

You’re a babbling mess, incoherently switching between every language that your brain knew. Moans, cries- every sound in between leaves you as Mark fills your ear with absolute filth that would cause an entire church to spontaneously combust. The knot in your belly is tightening all over again- you couldn’t even remember which orgasm your were on.

“P-please! Please Mark! Fill me up- I promise I won’t flirt with them again!” Your rambling now begging your boyfriend for permission to come, begging him to fill up your little hole. You were such a whore for him. Mark moans- you haven’t asked him to come inside you before, usually it’s in your mouth or somewhere on your body. Lucky for you both your religion was making sure you regularly took your birth control- because you never used condoms with your latex allergy.

With a few more thrusts you’re coming- squeezing Mark’s cock as your arousal leaks from your body, coating yourself and Mark. The grip your pussy has on him makes him moan loudly as his own high overcomes him. Coating your walls deliciously. Your constant contractions around Mark makes him pull out of you to allow a front row view to his friends.

His cum leaking from your pussy as your body spasms from the aftermath of your final orgasm of the night. Mark slides out from underneath you as he smirks at the camera once more before quickly disconnecting it.

He’s quick to fall back into his loving boyfriend mode, gently moving the hair covering your eyes. You’re breathing quick staccato but a happy little smile gracing your lips-

“You did so good, baby” he murmurs peppering your face with little kisses making you giggle “That was the best sex we’ve ever had,” you sigh dreamily “but, I think it’s about a once and every 12 months kinda deal,” Mark snorts at you before quickly lifting you away from the soiled bed.

“Let’s get cleaned up,”

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The room was silent after the television screen had gone black- no longer sharing any feed from Mark’s webcam. Yuta was staring wide eyed and overly turned on despite the sticky mess in his jeans. Same could be said for the other frat brothers who had half drunkenly stumbled into the house- Jaehyun, Yangyang, Ten, Johnny and Haechan.

They had sobered up rather quickly

Imagine their surprise when they walked into the house seeing their Japanese brother watching their gentle mannered Canadian brother fucking his girlfriend like he wasn’t being broadcasted downstairs. It was meant to prove a point to them. Maybe it was the smirk that Mark had thrown the camera as he pulled out of your used pussy knowing damn well he’d gotten his point across to the brothers.

Or maybe it was the look in his eyes the ‘Fuck around and find out’ eyes daring any of them to mess with is girl again.

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gimmehyuck · 2 years

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through the years | j.jh

summary. in which you both have feelings for each other but are too blind (oblivious) to notice and johnny gets a little fed up.

pairing. jaehyun x reader, feat. johnny

genre. childhood friends to lovers, mostly fluff

word count. 3kish

warnings. none really? jaehyun almost is an ass but catches himself. a tiny bit of angst sprinkled in. johnny is a matchmaker.

a/n: originally posted on my previous blog, pocketfullofhaechan before i deactivated that one. minor edits.

eighteen years ago:

your family had just moved in to a new house, in a new town, forcing you to go to a new school. you were only seven but it still felt like it was the end of the world. you had just left your best friends, and your favorite teachers, and your grandmother that lived next door. it was the end of the world as far as you were concerned.

of course, it was the end of the world in the eyes of a seven-year-old.

your parents were worried for you on your first day at your new school. you had been so quiet since they had moved that they thought you would have a hard time adjusting, and… well, you already were having a hard time adjusting. they just hoped as they dropped you off at the front of the school, that you would be able to open up a little.

but you were absolutely sure it would be a terrible day, because it was halfway through the school year and you just knew that everyone already had their best friends picked out and what were you supposed to do then, huh?

your parents hugged you goodbye, as they left you with your teacher that morning. she knelt down to your height and told you how they were going to make sure you felt welcomed and that today was going to be a good day, and you just huffed inside because you weren’t five anymore, you already knew it would be a bad day.

she had her hand placed on your back as she introduced you to the class, and assigned you your deskmate. you sat down next to a boy that smiled widely at you, his dimples deep. he reminded you of prince charming from cinderella, which was your favorite movie that month.

“hi,” he whispered loudly. “i’m jaehyun!” and as any seven-year-old should, he stuck his hand out for you to shake. it took a moment before you acquiesced and stuck yours out for him to shake too. “i’m y/n.”

you got along well with the boy during class and recess, but it wasn’t until lunch time that you decided you would be best friends.

“what do you mean you’re already in love?!” he asked, incredulous. “you’re seven, y/n!” you just sniffed, turning up your nose at him and crossing your arms over your chest.

“but i am in love, with prince charming from cinderella.” you argued your point avidly.

jaehyun looked confused, “but he isn’t real, he’s a cartoon.” the look of offense on your face was big and dramatic as you retorted, “yeah, well, neither are teenage mutant ninja turtles but you still wanted to be leonardo at recess.”

“yeah but,” he started, holding up a small finger to begin his argument.

“besides,” you said, completely interrupting his defense by suddenly putting your face close to his, making him lean away at the sudden intrusion to his personal space and it made you grin toothily. “you kind of look like prince charming, maybe i’ll marry you instead.” you stuck your tongue out at him before going back to eating your lunchable, entirely missing his ears turning red.

but, in that moment you had decided… the day wasn’t so bad after all, you met jaehyun.

eight years ago:

you and jaehyun had been inseparable as best friends since then. and he couldn’t help but think of that moment as he waited patiently for you at the bottom of the stairs. he fiddled awkwardly with the cuff links on his rented tux that his dad had to help him tie the tie, but he feels comfortable talking with your dad as the time passed.

it was prom night your senior year, and it made sense that you would go together. it had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that jaehyun had told all the guys in the locker room after practice that he had already asked you so they wouldn’t dare attempt.

it took him another week after the fact to work up the courage to lamely say at lunch while pushing around his peas, “since i guess no one’s asked yet, would you mind being my date to prom?” when he didn’t meet your eyes, you rolled yours, and smiled the sweet smile he loved so much.

“i actually did get asked though, by kun.” you responded, putting your chin in your palm as you sat across from jaehyun at lunch. you had a twinkle in your eye as you watched his ears turn red, and he sputtered for a moment trying to think of a way to respond and cover up his embarrassment.

“well, i, um…” he trailed off as he looked everywhere in the cafeteria besides at you. you noticed he found the blank wall especially interesting, and decided to stop playing with him. you kicked him gently under the table, making his eyes jump to yours quickly.

you grinned at his flushed cheeks, “he had told me that you said we were going together, but he wanted to shoot his shot, to quote him exactly, to say that he did it.” you paused, watching his eyes grow wide.

“but i turned him down.” you shrugged, moving your hand from your chin to rest on top of your other arm. you continued to watch as his face changed, the blush fading and his eyebrows coming together in confusion.

“you turned him down? why?” he said, the overwhelming embarrassment forgotten about, momentarily. you leaned forward, invading his space just a little.

“because silly,” you paused, and it was your turn to blush slightly, your confidence only taking you so far in this conversation. “i’m going with you, duh. we’ve had this planned for years, don’t you remember?” you rushed to finish the sentence, and decided you wanted to end this conversation quickly to cover your face turning pink, stood up to head to class.

when you were at the door that led to the hallway for you to leave, you turned around and called to him, cupping a hand around your mouth to make sure your voice carried, catching the attention of the few students sitting in your area. “my dress is red, make sure you match!”

jaehyun was pulled out of his memory by your dad’s whistle as you stepped down the stairs. the red of the dress matching his tie perfectly, and the red of the corsage he had in his sweaty hands. he swore he had never felt this nervous before. not even before a big game. he gulped slightly, as he took in the beauty that was you.

you made it down the stairs to stand in front of him, your teeth on full display because of how widely you were smiling. jaehyun could hear your parents chuckling at his loss for words. after taking pictures and arriving at the dance, you both forgot about the flushed cheeks and had fun dancing all night with your friends. towards the end of the night, a slow song came on and everyone coupled up with their dates. jaehyun held out a hand to you, and you took it with a small smile, placing your hands on his shoulders, and slowly swayed back and forth with the rhythm of the song.

you leaned your head on his shoulder, enjoying the moment, heart happy and warm. you felt jaehyun put his head against yours gently. you felt his chest rumble as he spoke softly to you, “i don’t think i mentioned it to you yet, but i think you look beautiful.” you raise your eyes, to look at his brown ones. they were your favorite color. “i think you look really handsome, too.” at your comment, his dimples made an appearance, and you have to admit, that he looked even more handsome when they did.

you caught him glancing at your lips, and his head moved slightly down, as if he was going to lean in to kiss you, but suddenly the music scratches and the vice principal comes over the speakers to announce the prom king and queen causing you to quickly jump apart, the vice principal’s voice so loud that neither of you catch the disappointed huff you both heave.

a month ago:

you hadn’t spoken to jaehyun in a month, and it was tearing you apart. you don’t even know what escalated the argument so quickly, well you do but you still don’t understand the basis - the why of it all.

you were eating ice cream at his place, like you did every friday night.

you were going to watch a movie, like you did every friday night.

you were both talking about your weeks, like you did… every friday night.

jaehyun had seemed a little more quiet than usual, but you brushed it off to stress. he was taking on more responsibilities at his new job, trying to move his way up, and you figured it had to be that.

you were rambling about the most unimportant things of you day, just trying to fill the silence when he cut you off suddenly. he was playing with his spoon in his ice cream, when he stopped.

“y/n?” he said, his eyes looking into yours with emotion that you couldn’t quite place. “mm?” you answered, the spoon shoved partially in your mouth as you continued to eat your ice cream.

“johnny told me he had asked you out.” you tilted your head slightly, at the statement that almost sounded like a question. you nodded.

“and you said yes?” you brought your eyebrows together, where was this going?

“yes, i did.” you answered, putting the spoon down on the table.

“why?” he said, his voice lined with what you could only describe as anger. but jaehyun had never gotten angry with you before, ever.

“jae, what do you mean ‘why’?”

“i mean just that, why? why did you say yes to him? he’s my best friend.” jaehyun couldn’t stop the bitterness in his voice, his heart twinged a little when he saw the hurt flash in your eyes. but he had been in his head too long to just let it go now. why johnny? why his best friend?

why… why not him?

“i didn’t realize johnny was off-limits.” you said sarcastically, rolling your eyes.

“yeah, well. he is. you can’t date him.” date me, he wanted to say. me. me. me. you leaned back away from the counter you were standing at at the tone he took with you. you stared at him for a few seconds before scoffing.

“you can’t tell me who i can and can’t be with, jae.” you watched as his jaw clenched tightly.

“i can when it’s my best friend. i’m telling you no. i didn’t say anything when you dated ten, or taeyong, or even yuta. but i’m saying it now. you can’t date him.”

“i thought i was your best friend?” you questioned because that was the first thought to pop in your head before you shrugged that one off and continued, “besides you actually can’t tell me who i can and can’t date, my father doesn’t even do that and especially when i’ve never told you who you could or couldn’t date. don’t act like a child.” you said, voice raising in pitch a little. the constant back and forth making you feel defensive for reasons you weren’t sure of.

“well don’t act like a –,” he said in anger, or what was actually insane jealousy, before he realized what he had almost said and pursed his lips to silence himself. your face fell instantly, knowing what was almost said. you weren’t the type to let words hurt your feelings or make you cry, but since they were coming from jaehyun’s mouth, they hit differently. “what were you going to say, huh? going to call me a what?” real anger lacing your words now.

“y/n, i didn’t mean that. you know i didn’t mean that, it’s just -,” it was your turn to cut him off.

“save it, jaehyun.” you said, your bottom lip quivering slightly. you quickly wiped away the tears that escaped, and pushed your ice cream away towards him. you paused wanting to say more, but nothing came to mind. you couldn’t tell if you were more angry or sad, but it didn’t matter now. you left his apartment that night and didn’t pause as you let the door slam behind you.

that was month ago, and you hadn’t spoken to him since. you had started and stopped many texts since then, and have caught the small bubble in your chat that let you know he had also been typing and deleting messages as well. but you weren’t going to apologize.

which led you to sitting in the restaurant with johnny as you play with the food on your plate. johnny watches you push the food back and forth for five minutes before he sighs and places his hand over yours to get you to put the fork down to finally leave the food in peace. this was your second date you had gone on, and the second date where you had been a little not yourself.

“you look miserable,” he says, and johnny knew exactly what was the cause but hadn’t said anything until now. your eyes look so sad and he couldn’t bear it any longer.

“i’m not, i promise i’m having a great time!” you say, forcing a smile on your face. johnny studies your face for a moment before continuing.

“y/n, i like you. you’re funny, and kind, and beautiful.” you groan and then slump in your chair, knowing where this was going, where this always went. “no, let me finish.” he says, a small smile flashing across his face. “i asked you out because yes, i do think you’re beautiful, but i have to be honest, actually. i had an ulterior motive for asking you out,” and at the distressing look crossing your face, he quickly continues, waving his hands slightly.

“i actually asked you out with intentions to try and make jaehyun realize you wouldn’t wait around forever for him to make a move, but i’m starting to think it will have to be you.”

“i don’t…” you say, your brain trying hard to catch up with what was being said. johnny, realizing you were struggling to follow his train of thought, sighs deeply and brings a hand to rub at the bridge of his nose. “you both are absolutely hopeless, i can’t believe this. you both are so in love with each other that everyone else sees it but you two? is that even possible? i thought this only happened in movies.”

your thoughts came to a screeching halt. yes, you were painfully aware of your feelings for your best friend, but knew that regardless of what happened, that he just didn’t feel the same way, especially after prom night senior year, and him dating other women which prompted you to date other men. “i mean, i always thought there may have been feelings for me but it’s been at least, like, nine years since i realized, and he just what? didn’t think to tell me? he’s had ample opportunity!” your eyes are wide, frantically trying to get your brain into gear to make this make sense to you.

“oh, no. he’s wanted to tell you for at least… three years now. look, he really should be the one to explain, and i’m sorry for taking that from him but you guys are ridiculous.” your heart was breaking and swelling all at the same time. your knee starts bouncing as your thoughts race a mile a minute.

“y/n?” your eyes jump to his, the feeling of anxiousness spreading throughout your body. “he’s at home, probably wallowing in self-pity.” johnny’s eyes flicker to the door and then back to you, nodding his head, telling you to go. it took less than a second for you to decide.

you stand up and lean across the table and kiss johnny on the cheek before bolting from the restaurant. you drive on autopilot to jaehyun’s apartment, only for you to sit in your car for what felt like an hour before actually getting out and walking up to his door. before you could talk yourself out of it, you knock on the door.

almost instantly, jaehyun opens the door and you release a breath you didn’t realize you were holding.

“y/n, wha-,” his face a look of shock, hand still grasping the handle of the door.

“are you in love with me, yes or no?” you ask, cutting to the chase. the need to know that johnny was telling the truth the only thing driving your bravery. jaehyun’s mouth opens and closes a few times, and in that time while he figured out what to respond, you take in his appearance. he still looks flawless, as always, even if his hair looks tousled and his shirt a little wrinkled.

it took a few seconds before he finally responded with a, “wha – what?”

“yes or no, jae.” you press, and he gazes at your face, taking in the way your eyes told him to be sincere in his answer.

he lets his gaze fall to the ground, before mumbling a small, “yes.”

“yes?” you question, taking a small step inside his apartment.

fuck it, he thought. he’s already ruined the friendship with the stupid argument, might as well lay it all out there.

he steels himself before looking back at you, who he hadn’t realized was so close to him now.

“yes, i’m in love with you. i’ve been in love with you for years. since, like, middle school, i guess. and, y/n, let me just say that i’m so sorry for what i insinuated when you were here last time, i was just insanely jealous that you were choosing my best friend over me, and that’s no excuse but – mmph!” you had gotten really good at cutting him off, had years of experience with it since the first day you met him, except this time you cut him off by throwing your arms around his neck and kissing him fully.

it takes a moment for him to register what’s happening before he releases the door handle and wraps his arms around your waist to pull you closer, the door shutting behind you with a click. jaehyun walks you backwards until you were leaning against it.

after minutes, you break apart, breathless and eyes glinting with an unspeakable happiness. jaehyun searches your face for any regrets only to find none. begging for this to actually be real this time and not just a dream. he smiles when you smile though, and it heals everything in his heart that he was sure would have stayed broken.

“johnny was right, we really are hopeless.” you giggle as you hide your face in his chest, suddenly turning red from your brash behavior catching up to you at once.

you feel jaehyun’s laugh, “we got here in the end, at least.” and you smile at that, nodding into his chest as you grip his shirt in your hands.

“yeah,” you breathe. “only took a few years.”

and of course, at that moment, both of your phones buzz and you both pull them out to read the text sent.

johnny (9:58pm): you’re welcome, btw ;)

you make eye contact with him before grinning at each other.

and when jaehyun leans in again, you close your eyes happily.

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kimberrysunwoo · 1 year

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Carnivals & Lollipops

pairing: boyfriend!yuhno x reader

genre: fluff

summary: you and yunho spend the day together at the amusement park

note: happy yunho day!! i was also listening to still with you by lee gong hi and yoo seung on repeat while writing this. hope you enjoy!

walking into the fair, immediately being pulled by your tall boyfriend, yunho, and straight into the gift shop. buying yourselves matching headbands and a giant lollipop.

“yunho, we don’t need two, one is already big enough” you said as he tries to push another lollipop into your hands.

“fine, but if we only get one then we have to share!” yunho said jumping around at the thought of being able to share a sweet treat with his partner.

getting out of the shop, your first stop: the carousel. before the ride began, both of you taking pictures on the horses with your lollipop and headbands plus silly selfies all throughout the ride. laughter emits from your boyfriend as you stumble to get off from being dizzy.

rollercoasters are a must with yunho, so you guys end up in a forty-five minute queue for the tallest attraction there. nevertheless, those forty-five minutes are well-spent as you guys finish off your shared lollipop and dance around. since yunho can’t seem to keep still from the excitement so he ends up back hugging you while walking in line.

once seated, obviously in the first seat, your hands are clasped super tightly. hearts pounding, once the drop comes both of you scream nonsense at the top of your lungs. when the ride comes to an end, both of you laughing at what you guys said in the case of if you guys didn’t make it.

“i can’t believe you said that you would rather resurrect as a worm! what made that even get in your head?”

“that’s because i know you would still love me if i was a-“ then your very serious conversation is interrupted because you had made it to the front of the line to the food court.

sinking into the chair of the cafeteria, feet finally getting to take a break and enjoying your refreshing slushy and food.

you take a break and walk around the beautiful theme park and going on silly rides such as the teacups and the pirate ship.

going home on the last bus of the day, while sharing earbuds with yunho was unbelievably calming and a great way to end your fun time together. being one of the very few people on the bus this late at night and watching the street lights zoom past your view. starting to feel drowsy, you slightly rest your head on yunho’s arm. eyes drooping shut, and dozing off with your boyfriend’s warmth radiating off of him.

“sleep well, my love.”

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butvega · 1 year

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love story.

"murmúrios entre as paredes do castelo."

warnings. cottage!core, fairytales aesthetic, jaehyun!príncipe, reader!princesa, reader!virgin.

Tão, tão desobediente. Seu pai havia lhe ordenado uma simples tarefa: permanecer em seus aposentos durante a noite, durante toda a estadia do príncipe Jeong Yoonoh em seu castelo. Ali estava você burlando as regras novamente afim de encontrá-lo, atenta às luzes e candelabros, o balanço do vento, as correntes que balançavam pela enorme estrutura medieval.

Achando-se sortuda, se gaba ao contemplar os corredores vazios, alheios à qualquer guarda naquele andar. Seu pai, o rei, definitivamente deveria desconfiar mais da caçula prodígio. Exímia pianista, exímia bailarina, exímia filha e princesa do reino de Óriun. Mas todas as visitas do príncipe prometido, mexiam com seu âmago. Como poderia ser tão errado? Pois hora, de qualquer maneira o reino de Óriun, e o reino de Neo estariam juntos, não? Seria um problema tão grande assim estar apaixonada pelo noivo de sua irmã mais velha? Violeta não era má mulher, tão pouco uma má irmã, mas não era para Yoonoh. Você sim. Você era feita para ele, e só isso importava.

Sem saltos, chega silenciosa em frente ao quarto dele. Agarra a argola de ferro na porta, e bate levemente. Ele ouvirá, é claro. Em instantes, também ansioso, o príncipe Yoonoh aparece abrindo a madeira que os separa, e suspira aliviado ao te ver. É carinhoso ao puxá-la para dentro, e trancar a porta em seguida. A abraça, da maneira mais forte que pode, adentrando o rosto pálido em seu pescoço, afim de capturar seu perfume o máximo que pode. Você parece seu lar. E pensar que em dias estaria casado com uma mulher que não é você, o deixava em prantos. Desesperado. Não, ele não poderia fugir. Seu reino dependia daquele tratado, daquele casamento, para que fosse tirado da lama, e reergue-se. O amor nunca fora fácil, ele tinha ciência disso uma vez que sempre fora adepto de tristes romances em leitura, mas aquilo já era demais. Ter você tão perto, e ao mesmo tempo... Tão longe.

— Está louca, princesa? Poderia ser pega por algum guarda de vossa majestade. Iriam nos matar. — é o que ele murmura contra seus lábios, selando-a em seguida.

— Cada minuto conta. Gostaria de passar cada minuto possível ao seu lado, e sabe disso, vossa alteza.

— Não, não me chame assim... — é quase uma súplica. Naquele momento, e apenas naquele momento, implora para que sejam apenas os dois. Um casal apaixonado.

— Jae... — sussurra contra os lábios de seu amor, que sorri sem mostrar os dentes, gabando-se com a bela covinha que adorna suas bochechas coradas.

— Linda. Eu amo você, eu te amo inteira, minha bela princesa. E ei de mostrá-la à nossos reinos como minha bela esposa; é uma promessa. Farei de tudo para casar-me com você, valsar com você por todo este salão. Farei de você minha rainha. — é quase uma dança, a maneira que Yoonoh a encaminha até sua enorme cama, tomando todo o cuidado possível para que seu vestido não a fizesse tropeçar. — Farei de você a mãe dos meus filhos.

Segreda a última parte, conflitante sobre expor com tanta clareza seus desejos profundos. Suas bochechas ruborizam, imaginando-se gestando os filhos de Jaehyun. Ou melhor, imaginando-se como fariam isso.

— Eu serei. Nem que dependa de minha vida, eu serei sua. E papai há de aceitar, não? Ele não pode nos proibir, Jae. Não pode. — há medo em suas palavras. Medo de toda certeza ser em vão, e em dias Yoonoh estar no altar a espera de sua irmã, e você ao lado, apenas como a cunhada.

— Não, não. Não quero que pense nisso agora, minha princesa.

Yoonoh não sabe bem o que dizer. A tem deitada em sua cama, totalmente entregue, e seu coração treme. As borboletas no estômago do príncipe basicamente dançam O Quebra Noz, a respiração descompassa, e milhares de indecências povoam a mente jovem dele.

Você percebe, claro. Tão jovem quanto, se sentindo tão presa quanto, e amando tanto quanto ele. Se sente capaz de tudo. De pular pelas varandas do castelo até a floresta, e fugir para qualquer cabana afim de uma pacata vida ao lado dele. Se sente corajosa.

E é com os sentimentos a flor da pele, que Yoonoh a beija afoito, engata a destra em seu coque perfeito, e puxa seu cabelo com a força perfeita, arranha em um cafuné gostoso, enquanto a canhota aproxima sua cintura apertada pelo espartilho para o quadril dele mesmo, provavelmente querendo deixá-la o mais perto o possível.

Ele era um rapaz experiente. Há muitos prós em ser homem, ainda mais da realeza, e um deles era ter muitas mulheres aos seus pés. Mas nenhuma se comparava com a pureza de sua princesa, a beleza, a delicadeza. Fulgás, apalpa os seios quase esmagados e repara suas feições afim de buscar uma reação negativa. Ao contrário, a vê entregue, os olhinhos fechados, um leve sorriso nos lábios rosados completa o rosto tranquilo e em paz.

É rápido e desajeitado em retirar a própria vestimenta de linho, e agradece por você estar de olhos fechados. De repente, se sente envergonhado. Provável efeito do amor. Dedilha seu corpo com a delicadeza que se dedilha uma orquídea. Puxa os laços de seu espartilho com respeito, expõem uma necessidade esmagadora de ter você, ali, naquele momento.

Em segundos você está tão nua quanto ele, e ao contrário do que um dia já imaginou, não sente medo. Nunca se sentiu tão em casa, tão pertencente à um lar, à alguém, à Yoonoh.

— Contos de fadas existem, e você é o meu. — murmura de olhos fechados o suficiente para não contemplar o sorriso de estrelas de seu amado. Você era o conto de fadas dele.

Estaria mentindo se dizesse que ali, naquele momento, não sentiu dor. Ardia como o inferno, mas em momento algum Jaehyun deixou de beijá-la para lhe acalentar. Os murmúrios dados por ele, os gemidos leve de prazer, a ajudavam a derreter sob seu toque. "Jae..." você sussurra, até mesmo meio perdida em meio à todas as sensações, dando o gatilho final para que Yoonoh a tomasse para si com toda a vontade pertencente em seu corpo.

Ele estava a fazendo mulher. Independente de todos os contras, você estava ali, despida de físico e alma, em sua cama, sendo ele, e ninguém poderia mudar isso. Você era dele, e ele seu.

Ele se despeja em seu interior, gemendo seu nome, a fazendo arrepiar. Era tão sensual ouvi-lo dizer seu nome, ao invés de chamá-la de princesa. Tão despudorado.

Os corpos suados continuam abraçados na cama, aleatórios à todo perigo, à toda vigia, sorridentes e satisfeitos. A leve mancha de sangue no lençol teria de ser explicada na manhã seguinte, e se chegasse aos ouvidos do rei, ele imediatamente iria saber do que se tratava. Você.

Mas por hora, decidiram dormir. Juntos, necessitados do calor um do outro.

oi, gente! essa vai ser uma short fic com apenas dois capítulos (no máximo três), mas espero que gostem dessa estética. jaehyun é muito príncipe mesmo ❤️

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saeyoungchips · 1 year

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[8:51 p.m]

warnings: descriptions of being sick.

you hadn't seen jaehyun in a long time, so you were excited to finally spend some time with him during the dinner you both planned.

but things couldn't go as contemplated, because this morning you woke up to find yourself sweating with a hot body.

you felt awful, not only from the throbbing pain in your head but also because of the plans you had to cancel. you had lost your appetite, so what was the point? leaving behind the fact that you couldn't bring yourself to get out of bed.

you spent almost the entire day sleeping, losing track of time, and only waking up because your phone kept ringing.

"hello?" you answered the call in a tired voice without really paying attention to the caller id.

"i'm outside." you heard the only voice on the phone that could make you feel better.

with clumsy steps, you made it to the door and opened it only to find jaehyun on the other side, who had brought with him a couple of bags from the grocery store and pharmacy.

"what are you doing here?" you asked him because you weren't expecting to see him in your apartment, especially after you explicitly told him to stay away in case he caught a cold as well.

"i didn't want you to be alone," jaehyun admitted with a little smile.

it wasn't until he came into your place that you finally took proper care of your cold; thanks to him, you ate a bit of food and took enough pills to make you feel better. your fever wasn't as high as it was in the morning, but you still felt quite uncomfortable, so, at jaehyun's suggestion, you cuddled next to him on the couch with a blanket around your body.

as you heard jaehyun's soft voice talk about his week, you let yourself close your eyes and let the sound of his voice embrace you. the warmth of his touch made you feel the most at ease you'd felt all day, which made you realize how much of a safe haven he was for you. you were grateful that your paths crossed and allowed you to meet.

"jaehyun," you said, interrupting what he was saying to you.

"yes?"

"i love you," you said as you felt your cheeks get hot, but not from the fever. "thanks for taking care of me."

"i love you, too," he replied, pressing a loving kiss against your forehead.

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sweetiesicheng · 1 year

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jaehyun - one morning

word count : 521

happy jaehyun day ! who cares about Valentine’s Day anyways?

"y/n! open the door!" you heard someone pounding on your front door. you opened your eyes and huffed out a sigh before sitting up. "y/n!"

who the hell comes to my house at seven in the morning?

even though your pillow was calling your name, you got out of bed and walked out of your room. you walked up to the front door and looked through the windows to see jaehyun standing there with bags in his hands.

you unlocked and opened the door, "what?" you asked, squinting at the brightness.

"good morning to you too. i'm making breakfast," jaehyun said and let himself in. he slipped his shoes off and put slippers on.

"oh sure, come on in and make breakfast. it's not like you woke me up and just barged into my house or anything," you sarcastically spoke. you closed the door and locked it again before walking away from the front door.

you heard jaehyun moving about in the kitchen but ignored him and went back into your room. you plopped down onto your bed and instantly closed your eyes, not even bothering to crawl beneath your blanket because of how tired you were.

after what felt like a long time, you woke up when you heard jaehyun walk into your room.

"i made food."

"sleepy," you spoke.

"i made your favorite."

you instantly sat up, "waffles with cinnamon sugar?" you asked.

you stared at jaehyun, who was wearing your apron. he nodded his head and grinned.

"come on, let's go," he instructed while walking out of your room, leaving the door open.

you bolted out of the room and followed jaehyun into the kitchen. you saw a bunch of plates with food on them.

you tied your hair back and sat down at the table while jaehyun waited for another waffle to finish cooking in your waffle machine.

"i can't believe you showed up and just made breakfast," you said to him before turning back to look at him. he had his back to you.

"you literally told me to come over and cook breakfast for you when we were on facetime last night," he replied and put a freshly made waffle onto one of the plates in front of him.

"but i was really just craving waffles, you didn't actually have to come over," you said and leaned your head back. jaehyun turned around and bent down so he could kiss your forehead.

"a "thank you" would suffice," he said to you.

you laughed, "thank you, babe."

"you're very welcome," he said and kissed your forehead again before taking the apron off and sitting next to you.

you drank some coffee, "you know, you should wear an apron more often," you said to him.

he stuffed with face with some pieces of waffle, "why?" he asked.

"you look pretty good in it. next time, wear the apron without a shirt on," you grinned and jaehyun rolled his eyes at you.

"hell no," he said.

"please?"

"maybe.”

"i'll take that as a "yes"," you said to him and both of you continued eating breakfast together.

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vex91 · 6 months

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NCT U

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theficblog · 2 years

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YOU KNOW I HATE THIS

JEONG JAEHYUN

Prologue: Being wedded to a mafia boss isn't easy, and neither is being pregnant while under high levels of stress.

Genre: Angst + Established relationship AU + Fluff + Mafia AU

Wordcount: 1,062

Prompts: If you die, I’m gonna kill you.” + “There’s blood everywhere.”

Warnings: Blood + Pregnancy

You opened your eyes unexpectedly, blinking a few times to acclimate to the darkness as you sat down, raising yourself by your arms. You were wide awake way too early in the morning. The clock light suggested that it was 3:14 a.m. You still had five hours of sleep to catch up on, but the slight sliding and shifting noises had jolted you awake.

You slowly shift your gaze, seeing your empty bed, to the right of the bedside. An expensive Rolex watch made of platinum and an exquisite wallet of handmade leather that was left open, exposing a tiny polaroid picture of yours, were placed on it, indicating your husband was home.

Since the previous month, he had made it a habit to return at this ungodly hour. It was not like he wasn’t around; he still managed to devote his time to you and his baby, whom you had been carrying for the last seven months. It was his work that demanded him to be present, without any scheduled corporate meetings or planned events. Dealing with illegal weapons, substances, money, and lives wasn’t a job that would be recorded on paper. No matter how soft and warm he was to you, and his loved ones, Jaehyun was a mafia.

Lifting up the duvets, you placed your feet on the ground as you decided to go and see him. After all, it had been a whole damn week since you last saw his face properly. You helped yourself out of bed, the bulging little bean that had replaced your toned abs made it a little more difficult. As you approached the closet, you illuminated all of the lights that had been turned off.

There he was standing, unbuttoning his shirt. You could not see him clearly still, but his perfect silhouette and the light metal jewellery that adorned his body gave it all away. Eyes still partially drenched with sleep, you drove yourself closer to his body. Your arms engulfed his bluff torso as you shoved your face into his back. "Jaehyun, you’re back home." You murmured. "Hmm, shouldn't someone be in bed at this hour?" He asked in his soothing voice as he turned his body, now facing yours. "Love, I’m sorry to wake you up." He regretted. "I guess in very little time from now, we’ll have to be used to it anyway." You said, sleep still taking over your body as you burry yourself in your husband’s arms again.

You were quickly brought back to your complete senses by feeling something on your skin. Jaehyun’s shirt felt damp and drenched, and so did your hands when they made contact with it. This was strange, and it prompted you to immediately turn on the lights in the closet, only for your jaw to drop at the sight before your eyes.

"There’s blood everywhere!" You shouted at him naturally, out of reflex. You took a glance at your palms, which had embodied the blood on them, as if it was some decalcomania art. You raised your eyes to see Jaehyun’s white shirt, which was almost red, soaked in blood. "What the fuck is this, Jaehyun? Did something happen to you?" You were frightened, just like anyone would be. You knew the business your husband dealt with, but blood and killings were something that always made you rage at him.

"Listen, Y/N, Calm down first. This- this blood isn’t mine, let me explain." Jaehyun, who was probably more afraid than you, was trying to calm you down. "You killed someone!" You cried as your husband stood there, he was at a loss of words. What could he even do? "Y/N, please this isn’t good for you right now." He kept on uttering the same cry relentlessly.

"You know I hate this." You blurted out, now calmer than before. "I’m sorry", reverted your husband with his eyes that were now wailing. "Get of these clothes, and fucking throw them off." and with these words you went back, leaving him still standing there, motionless.

You were back in your bed, eyes wide open, as your slumber had vanished following the incident. Layed on your left side, as the doctor had advised. You felt shuffling in the sheets as Jaehyun joined you. He smelled so perfect, your progressed sense of smell during pregnancy made you notice it at an instant.

He faced towards your back, gently trying to spoon you and win your attention. "Tssk!" You pitched as you yanked his hand away. "I’m sorry, Y/N, so sorry." He apologised for the hundredth time in the mere span of half an hour or so.

You tried to shift your body towards his, and he helped you with the task. You had been needing him for the tiniest of things ever since the last stage of this baby making commenced, and he had been there always-other than for when he had to play the role of the mafia and not the husband and daddy-to-be.

He planted a gentle kiss on your forehead as his hands moved towards your belly, caressing it. "Do you think we would be able to live if something ever happens to you?" You question your husband. "I-I.." he sighs, failing to answer your question. You did not need any verbal answer, his eyes held emotions that satisfied your query anyways.

"This- this won’t happen again." He asked for forgiveness yet again, but it wasn’t something you needed from him. "Jaehyun I don’t need these sorrys, I just want- want you to fucking live." You expressed. His face was exactly like a kid who was being scolded for breaking the house rules.

"Now do I not even get a kiss or something? Oh, and by the way, you smell so sexy right now" you went on, and his face lit up immediately. His smile, dimples and damn! those whiskers were so contagious.

He shoved himself closer to you, squeezing your body, keeping in mind your bump, of course. You rubbed his back and uttered "If you die, I’m gonna kill you!" You warned him, a warning filled with giggles.

"That doesn’t even make sense." He teased you back, rubbing his nose against yours. "Shut up!" You whispered as you kissed him. He kissed you back, and then kissed his baby inside you right before you let the sleep take over you.

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allaboutthedongs · 2 years

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Jaehyun's multiverse continues, Jaehyun as Leon Kennedy from "Resident Evil" 🥴

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yeonjunarchives-posts · 1 year

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Guys I need serious help, so a long time ago I read this jaehyun fic that was him somehow time traveling to the future (?) To find out his bestfriend was getting engaged to cha eunwoo. So in the past he rejects her and stuff and he tries to get back with her in the future but isn't able to. Could yall please help me find this fic😭😭

Okay guys @/jjhforeveronly (thank you so much <3) found the fic and it's called Best Interest by @/ppangjae

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peanutpinet · 2 years

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Promise - CEO! Jaehyun x Innocent! Fem Reader

A/N: hi, yes, I know, I just wrote a Jaehyun fic and I'm writing another one. What can I say, maybe I'm slowly getting passed the love-HATE relationship :] NAAAAHHHH

But like, I've had this idea for a while and it doesn't help that @anya-writes-stuff wrote about Jae in Milan as a mafia so, thank you Anya for this. This is in honour of you :]

Also maybe a lil inspo from Twisted Love if anyone has read that book (I'm a simp for Alex Volkov)

Warnings: fluff, angst, some sexual harassment (please don't read if you aren't comfortable), thought of cheating, cursing, some form of stripping your clothes (? is this a warning? I just put it just in case), reader is very much a softie and innocent whereas Jeong is basically the opposite but a total simp for you

Summary: marrying the Jeong Jaehyun was something that you had never expected growing up but he makes up for all those little fairytales that you read and watch as you grow up because Jaehyun loved you so dearly that he wanted to gift you a long life filled with happiness and love. But how far is Jaehyun willing to do for you?

[7:19 am, Milan, Italy] - marrying Jaehyun, one of the top CEO in the country was never something you expected in your entire life, even when you first work in his company. You were just interning in his company under one of his managers but little did your innocence know that your kindness was being used.

You were constantly given tons of work to do that sometimes you'd have to work overtime but because it was your first internship, you were worried about doing a bad job and getting a bad review from your supervisor. Well, until one night you accidentally met the CEO himself, Jeong Jaehyun.

Though he is the CEO, he doesn't look that much older than you and you come to learn that he was indeed only 5 years older than you. That night, Jaehyun was wondering why someone as young as you and an intern was working overtime and you being the honest person you are told him that you had to finish up some work before the deadline which was the next day.

When Jaehyun looked over at the work you did, it was then he realised how much your supervisor was using you. Making a mental note to have a talk with your supervisor without getting you in trouble of course. Jaehyun told you to go back home because it wasn't your work to begin with.

Dumbstruck, you were still the hard head and wanted to finish your work until Jaehyun himself shuts your computer and cleaned your desk, telling you that he himself was going to take you home and promised you that you won't be in trouble and in fact, he even promised you that once you graduated, you can come work full-time for him; which again, made your jaw drop.

True to his words, you didn't get in trouble for not finishing your work; instead, you heard that your supervisor was resigning that week. To add to your confusement, Jaehyun called you to his office, giving you a contract for full-time work once you were done with your studies, promising you that he'll make sure that you are taken care of.

You didn't think that he actually meant it literally because here you are, 4 years after the intern incident, a wedding band on your left ring finger, sitting on a first-class seat with Jaehyun who was still your boss but now, your lover, your husband on the way to Milan, Italy for Milan Fashion Week since Jaehyun was invited by Prada.

Jaehyun was not only a CEO but a fashion icon. His slick, simple style caught the eye of the luxurious brand, Prada and he eventually became one of their fashion icons and since then, he would always be invited to their fashion show every year.

This year, of course, not only was he invited but because he recently got married to you, Prada decided to pay for both of your flights and accommodation whilst the two of you are in Italy, as a wedding gift for the two of you.

In addition, Jaehyun asked if you wouldn't mind your honeymoon trip to be in Europe and you gave him a wide-eye look, saying that you'd love to, telling him that Italy, Paris, UK were at the top of your list of places to visit.

You remember the night Jaehyun asked and the day after you agreed, you told Jaehyun where the two of you could stay but he just chuckled. "Love, when I asked for a list from you. I meant the places you wanted to go. I've got all the accommodation, flights and transport ready" Jaehyun bluntly told you, shocking you once more.

Waking up from your sleep, you saw Jaehyun already awake, his seat practically neat whereas you were laying on his thigh, under your shared blanket.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" you yawned, sitting up straight as Jaehyun helped you

"Didn't want to ruin your sleep. This is your first time flying this long, right? You need the sleep, trust me" Jaehyun replied, patting your head

"You should've woken me. I wanted to see the sunrise" you pouted while Jaehyun just chuckled, pinching your cute puffy cheeks

"Oh, I've gotten the picture already. Anyways, we have dinner tonight with the others, is that alright with you? We'll have lunch once we land then check in to our room to take a rest beforehand" Jaehyun mentioned as you much on the breakfast that the stewardess brought

"Hmm?? Yeah, of course. Though, what are we going to wear? I don't think I brought any fancy clothes..." you sighed

"Prada is lending us the clothes for tonight and tomorrow. Don't worry about it, love. Plus, even if they don't, I'll buy you anything you like" Jaehyun replied, wiping the crumbs on the corner of your mouth

"Jae...I told you..." you mumbled, Jaehyun cutting you off

"We need to save up and not spend on unnecessary things. I know. I know. But sweetheart, we've been saving on a separate account for 4 years now. I have my own savings to splurge on you. Plus, being able to see that smile of yours definitely is worth more than whatever I get you. Now, eat up, we're going to land soon" Jaehyun cooed at you while you continue to chew on your breakfast

Once you've landed, the two of you were escorted to a car and went to the hotel to check into your room and your luggages so that you could head out for lunch.

Lunch was simple because after nearly an hour in immigration and waiting for your luggages, both you and Jaehyun were starving and could eat almost anything that was served. Luckily, Jaehyun knows a restaurant nearby where the two of you stayed.

After lunch, the two of you practically waddled your way back to the hotel and while you were tempted to just pass out then and there, Jaehyun reminded you to shower and wash up, get into your comfy clothes (aka his clothes) then pass out.

Huffing, you oblige to his demands and once you were out of the shower, you crawled under the covers and scroll through your phone, your eyelids getting heavy and you suddenly felt the other side of the bed dipped, an arm wrapped around your waist while the other arm took the phone and put it on the bedside table next to you.

"That's enough scrolling, alright. Let's sleep. It'll help with the jet lag, trust me" Jaehyun mumbled, pulling you close that your back hits his chest while his arm rubbed your arm, lulling you to sleep until who knows what time

"Hey, are you still sleepy?" Jaehyun asked, stroking your hair as you slowly wake up from your nap

"W-what time is it? Did we miss dinner?!" you asked, wiping your eyes

"No. We haven't missed dinner. We have about an hour to get ready but if you're still too tired, we can just skip. I wouldn't mind if we ended up staying in to watch Netflix and just order in" Jaehyun mumbled, playing with your hair

Funny enough, the two of you didn't miss dinner and while it was awkward for you, Jaehyun being next to you helped calm your nerves. Well, you really didn't pay attention much during dinner because of the jet lag and the thought of having to get up early the next day for the Prada show got you even more tired.

Luckily, dinner finished quite early and once the two of you were back in the comfort of your room, you both took turns to wash up since you were still uncomfortable to shower together or do anything intimate past kissing then passed out for the 2nd time of the day.

The next day, the two of you were awoken by both your alarms which the two of you immediately turned it off. Knowing that the makeup artist, hair stylist and stylist were going to come soon, you were about to wash up when Jaehyun pulled you back to his chest and it took a few slaps, telling him that you got the message that everyone was on their way in 30 mins and only then did Jaehyun let go of you.

Once you've washed up, you practically dragged Jaehyun's ass to the bathroom to wash up and right on time, Jaehyun's glam team came and you greeted them. Both the makeup artist and hair stylist instructed you to sit as they did your hair and makeup, making some conversations now and then, helping you calm your nerves better.

Once hair and makeup were done, the stylist gave you your outfit and right on time, Jaehyun came out, whistling when he saw your hair and makeup done. "Damn, this feels like the wedding all over again only this time, I actually get to see what my wife looks like" Jaehyun joked while your cheeks flushed and the stylist ushered you to change then dragged Jaehyun to get his own hair and makeup ready

Now, you weren't the most insecure person, but you were also not the most confident person. So when you were given a cropped long sleeve black shirt with a matching black maxi skirt, you were a bit nervous but tried it on anyways then came out of the room, Jaehyun and the team were in awe how good you looked.

The stylist was tidying your clothing while Jaehyun went and got changed as well. Once the two of you were changed and ready, the stylist gave you both some additional accessories other than both your wedding rings at the same time, the photographer came and took several pictures of Jaehyun first before nudging you to join.

The two of you took several pics as a couple and once you were done, both of you thanked everyone for their hard work and Jaehyun led you down to the car that was going to take the two of you to the fashion show.

Along the way, Jaehyun tighten his grip on you, worried that you would fall. "You know, I never got to say it much but thank you. Thank you for sticking by my side. For putting up with my tough, cold and closed self. Thank you for being the person to open me up, to marry me" Jaehyun blurted, taking your hand and kissed your knuckles as he led you into the car

"Jae...did something happen? Did you have a nightmare last night?" you asked, Jaehyun's thumb stroking your knuckled

"Nothing. I just, I feel that I don't say about how I feel a lot and it's not fair for you. You always try your best to not only show your affection but let me know as well. Finally going on a trip just the two of us made me realise it. How much you sacrifice and going out of your comfort zone for me. How much I actually depend on you since you transitioned from intern to full-time and now as my wife. I don't think I'd be able to go through those four years without you, to be able to look past my history. Trust me, nothing is wrong. I just want to be more expressive. For you" Jaehyun admitted, pulling you closer to him as he kissed your temple

"Jae, I know you're not someone to actually say much but I know that you always try your best to show you care, through the little things. And I'm more than grateful for them. Even though sometimes I think you might go a bit overboard. Don't you ever think that you're not expressing enough because you have your own way to do it. But for reals, you scared me! I thought something bad happened!" you argued, playfully smacking his arm

"I'm sorry, dimple. I really, genuinely am glad and happy that it's you I married. Not just me, my entire family, even. My parents and grandmother were nagging me to make sure that you have a good time and that I spoil you rotten" Jaehyun chuckled

"I should be thanking you as well you know. For putting up with my child-like behaviour. Like, I don't seem like an adult but here I am married to someone who could possibly be the greatest man that I could've asked for" you replied, making Jaehyun smile

"Even better than all those prince charmings, all those Ken for barbie?" Jaehyun joked

"Definitely. Because you know why? They're all fiction and you're the real deal. Plus, you're mine" you mumbled

"You're also mine as much as I am yours, dimple" Jaehyun replied, kissing your temple

Once the two of you arrived at the fashion show, Jaehyun gave your hand a light squeeze, not letting you go even when the door was opened and he had to go out of the car first. He held your hand, helping you out of the gave and once you gave him an assuring nod, only then did the two of you turned around to greet the public for the first time as husband and wife.

The crowd was loud and after waving at them, Jaehyun led you into the actual hall where the fashion show was being held. In the venue, the two of you took pictures together and was led to your seat where the two of you were greeted by other Prada icons such as Tom Holland, Song Kang and Cai Xukun.

After several talks and pictures, all of you went to your respective seats right when they announced that the show was starting. Because this was a new experience for you, you decided to capture every bits of memory you could before the show ended. Once it did end, you and Jaehyun were then greeted by one of the Prada designers.

"You know, the more I look at the two of you, the more I see the two of you looking like soulmates. Jaehyun, don't forget to bring your wife to the store tomorrow, consider it a wedding gift" the designer stated while you shook your head

"You don't have to. You've done so much for us already" you reasoned while Jaehyun chuckled, kissing the top of your head

"Trust us, it's not. You newlyweds enjoy your honeymoon now" the designer replied, taking his leave as we went to talk with the others

After the event, the two of you went back to the hotel to freshen up, do some touch ups and went back out the door for the Prada dinner.

Arriving at the restaurant, the two of you greeted the others and made your way to your own seats. Though, you felt that there were some eyes eyeing you. You tried to brush it off and continued to enjoy your dinner, especially with Jaehyun checking up to see if you were alright. You didn't want to ruin the night for him or anyone.

When the waiter and waitress were going around to pour wine, you gently declined since you were not big of a fan of alcohol and opted for some fruity refreshing drink instead. However, your attitude got some whispers amongst the girls at the dinner.

Luckily, dinner went by quite fast and before you know it, it was already 10pm. Jaehyun was still talking with the others so you excused yourself to go to the restroom; Jaehyun telling you to just wait for him near the exit.

After your bathroom business, you were heading out towards the exit when there was a man who looked like he was in his 40s come up to you, trying to get you to go with him but you clearly declined, telling him that you were married.

Instead of letting you go, the man was not pleased with your answer that he pulled you back that you hit the wall, immediately, his hand covered your mouth to muffled your struggles. Luckily you were wearing chunky shoes so you managed to kick the man and as you managed to get out of his grip, another man came and practically pushed you hard enough that you hit your head and you fell to your knees.

After that, everything was quite a blur for you. One of the man was holding you in place, muffling your struggles while having his lips on your neck whereas the other man had his disgusting hands all over your exposed skin and all you could do was cry helplessly, hoping that Jaehyun or someone come to save you. Which, thankfully someone did.

Not long, the two man were yanked away from you and when you could manage to look up, you saw your husband, his gaze was something you had never seen before since Jaehyun never got angry in front of you nor raise his tone at you.

Immediately, Jaehyun wrapped his coat around your small figure, leading you out of the restaurant and to the car to take the two of you back to the hotel.

Even though the ride back to the hotel was quiet, Jaehyun had his arm around your shoulder, your waist, his fingers lacing with yours even when he had to open the door, leading you to the elevator and to your room.

It was only when you were back in your room did you managed to process everything and suddenly, you broke down to your knees, disgusted about what happened. Jaehyun was quick to bring you to sit on the bed, rubbing your thighs gently as you cried, telling him that you were sorry that you were helpless and always had to rely on him, that those men managed to touch you.

"I, I tried to fight back. B-but, another one came and, and then he pushed me, I, I hit my head. They were all over me. I don't like it. I hate the way they were touching me and I was so helpless and weak that I couldn't do anything. I, I don't even want to think about what would happen if you didn't come. I'm, I'm so sorry" you cried, worried about how Jaehyun might react

"No, sweetheart. It's me that's sorry. I'm so sorry that this happened to you. I'm so sorry that I even had a thought that you might left with some random guy. Fuck, why did I ever think of that, those stupid girls really almost got to me because you're my weakness, dimple. When I didn't get a response from you in the bathroom, I really thought about it. I'm so sorry. And when I heard your squeal, fuck, I knew something wasn't right. Especially when I saw you on the ground. I so wanted to commit murder right then and there but you're my number one priority. Getting you out of there, to safety, to comfort you was my priority. I truly am sorry, love" Jaehyun cried on your knees as he was also on his knees

"J-jae....it's, it's not your fault. Just, please hold me?" you whimpered, stroking Jaehyun's hair

"Of course. I still am sorry, love. W-where did they touch you? If I can see. If not, then just tell me" Jaehyun asked, sitting next to you, cradling you

Even though you were still shy and insecure about your body, you married Jaehyun, he chose you for you. He even broke down when he saw how hurt you were and even admitted that he was willing to kill someone that hurt you. While for most the thought would be sadistic, for some reason it brought you comfort in knowing that he was there for you just as he promised at the altar.

Taking a deep breath, you released your hand from gripping Jaehyun's shirt and slowly unbutton the top part of your shirt, closing your eyes as you revealed the bruises that were on your neck and your arm as you took off your top. Jaehyun gently traced all the bruises from your arm all the way to your neck, growling when he saw what seems to be a hickey.

If you think Jaehyun was pissed when he saw you on the ground, he was ready to burn those people to ashes for what they did to you. For touching you when even Jaehyun would never lay a finger on you without your consent.

Sighing, Jaehyun said that he'll run a bath for you, to help soothe all your bruises. But before he got up, you gripped his shirt, telling him that you wanted to take a bath with him because you felt safer with him holding you. Telling him that you can always stay in your underwear since you were still unsure of being bare for him

"Alright, love. It's alright. Are you really sure you want me to join you?" Jaehyun asked, littering your face with kisses as his hand rubbed your arm

"Hmmm. I just feel safer when you're with me. I, I don't want to be alone after what happened. I trust you, I know that you'll take care of me" you mumbled, Jaehyun carrying you to the bathroom

True to his words, Jaehyun joined you in the bath, still in his underwear, just like you. He held you close, massaging your shoulders, occasionally pecking your lips as the two of you watch some disney movies together.

After bathing, changing into your pyjamas, Jaehyun tucked you in bed, stroking your head, letting you cling onto him as he put you to sleep. Only when he was sure that you were asleep did he put a lingering kiss on your forehead, slowly slipping out of the bed because there was still some unfinished business that he had to do.

"I promise I'll get back at them for you. No one gets to touch you and gets away with it. I promise" Jaehyun whispered, kissing your temple once more before putting on his coat and leaving the room

Out of the room, Jaehyun instructed his personal security to guard your room, making sure that no one except him, and him alone is allowed back into your room.

Afterwards, Jaehyun made his was to the more "secured" room of the hotel. There he was greeted by the head of the Prada security team who led him into the room, locking the door behind him.

"On behalf of all of the security and prada team, I deeply apologise for what happened" the head security stated, bowing a full 90 degree angle towards Jaehyun

"As much as I'd like to be angry at the security team, my wife taught me to not blame on someone who didn't actually commit the crime. Even though it is your job to that it's not entirely your fault" Jaehyun sighed, putting on his gloves making his way to the two men that brought fear back into your life

"You both however, are a different case. I hope that the two of you are prepared for what you've done" Jaehyun growled, yanking one of the man's hair backwards

"You can't actually kill us. Wouldn't that put a stain on your career?" the other man reasoned, making Jaehyun chuckle

"Who said anything about killing? I'm sure all the illegal works that you've done are more than enough to you put you behind jail" Jaehyun scoffed, letting the man go and the head security put the files on the table in front of the two men

"W-where did you?! Y-you can't, th-that's impossible" the two men were shaking, adding to Jaehyun's amusement

"You have no idea who you're dealing with. You have no idea the connections I have. And you want to know what's funny. It was my wife, the woman that I love, the woman that the two of you dared to touch that actually told me not to kill anyone. I promised her I wouldn't. But" Jaehyun stated, leaning to see the cowering eyes

"That doesn't mean that once you're behind bars, I couldn't make both your lives a living hell. You two made a mistake today. So, I'll make sure of it. I'll make sure that the two of you suffer to the point you'd wish for me to kill you. To send a message to everyone that this is what happens when you mock the woman I love. When you destroyed every bits of confidence of the woman who has been through so much for me. When you touch someone that's mine. My. Wife. Afterall, I promise her that I will. never. let. this incident. happen. ever. again" Jaehyun snapped, piercing a knife on both the hands of the man that touched you

A/N: not me going off on another fic, and it's a Jaehyun fic. Tbh, the original drabble I wrote on my notebook was idol Jaehyun x makeup artist reader but idk how I found myself writing this. Anyways, it's 1am as of writing this, aka way past my bedtime (sleep schedule, who?) I hope that you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it!! And don't forget to support Jae's solo!! Stay safe and healthy! :] xoxo - vinet

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