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Kisses with Jeonghan

» PAIRING : Jeonghan x Reader

» SYNOPSIS : There were many times you had kissed Jeonghan, but there were still some really special ones.

» WORD COUNT : 1.7k

» GENRE : Tooth rotting fluff fr

» A/N : A self-indulgent fic cause I love yoon jeonghan too much 🤧

» First kiss

It was only your third date with Jeonghan, but he had you blushing for every word he spoke. You were walking around in the park you chose with your hand shyly holding onto his fingers. His long hair seemed to be perfectly in rhythm with the wind blowing as you watched him speak with the widest smile on your face.

His hair stands flew out of his face, giving you the perfect view of his plumpy cheeks. Your heart fluttered every time his eyes caught you watching him with so much endearment.

But you suddenly stopped in your tracks out of the blue, causing him to look at you cluelessly. Before he can question you, you tip-toe to press a soft peck on his cheek.

It might have sounded cliché to everyone, but you wouldn't lie when you say the world had stopped around you. With the dusty shade of pink on both of your faces, he stared down at you.

But the blush on both of your faces was sure to deepen when he tilted his head slightly, leaning down to press his lips against yours. Your eyes had widened but your muscles soon relaxed against him. Kissing him back felt ever so complete that day, and all the other days too.

You pulled away only a few seconds later, your cheeks now completely flushed. «“I had dreamt so many times of this. But those are incompetent against this now”» Your smile widens and soon you both burst into a fit of shy giggles.

» First ‘I love you’

You both were at his place when your first love confession took place. You were quite clumsy, but when you offered to ‘help’ your boyfriend with building his new lego set, he definitely couldn't say no to your puppy eyes. And that got you now, stuck to his side with your legs thrown over his lap under the table while he fixed up the last pieces of the set.

He looked so concentrated on sticking the little flower legos that he had not quite noticed your eyes beaming at him. You rested your cheek against his forearm as you started up at him. «“This is the most important part, can't mess this up.”» A mindless statement rolled off his tongue, a deep breath leaving him which he had held in for God knows how long. «“Thank you for the help, baby”» His sarcastic utterance had you giggling softly.

But you felt like your heart melted into a puddle when he adorably beams with joy of finally completing his lego set. «“Baby! I did it!”» He looks down to lock eyes with you only to be met with your lips smashing against his. He smiles into the kiss before moving his hand to hold your jaw softly.

You hum, content from the long kiss, after pulling away. «“Wanted to do that since I came here”» He chuckles from your little confession, before wrapping his arms around your thighs which were on his lap. «“I love you so much, you goofball.”»

There was a quiet silence after that, your heart thumping loudly in your eyes. Jeonghan knew how shy you were, not really expecting anything back as he drew his attention back to his newly built lego set. He knew you loved him, and he didn't want you to express it out of the blue. But a soft, «“Hannie”» beckoned his attention back to you.

«“I love you too”» You say before leaning in to press a soft peck to his lips. Jeonghan had to admit, he was quite shocked but soon the atmosphere changed back to what it was.

» When you make him proud (by cheating)

You had gathered in their dorm like usual. There were a lot of games and laughs erupted from those games. But at a certain game tho, which was Shout in Silence, you and your boyfriend were paired up.

All you had to do was explain to him what you had got, surely there could be no cheating in this? You were wrong. You decided to make subtle actions from your eyes, directing him secretly about what you had actually got. And definitely there was perfect coordination between the both of you, which made it easier for the two of you to win.

That was all until Mingyu shouted, «“THE HELL! Jeonghan hyung and Y/n were cheating all along!”» His exclamation was followed by loud protests and gasps. Jeonghan snickers along with you, lowering his headphones down to his shoulders.

«“Well I can't help it if me and my girlfriend are such good partners in crime.”» He walks up to you, wrapping his arms around your waist from the side. «“Ow! That hurt man, already replaced me?”» Joshua fakes feeling hurt, dramatically holding onto his chest. You stick your tongue out at the man, «“Well not my problem that I'm better than you.”»

The others burst into a fit of giggles from your comeback, all while Joshua sat there wondering where he went wrong.

«“I'm proud of you, babe”» You smile sheepishly at him from hearing the praise. And he chuckles as he leaned down and pressed a kiss to your ever-so-welcoming lips.

«“Ew, can you not do that in front of me?”» Dino, who was passing by both of you, said, causing you to pull away instantly.

» Kissing you to shut you up

«“What's got you so pouty, baby?”» Jeonghan questioned after he set down the medium-sized mugs of hot chocolate on the table in front of the both of you. «“I don't feel so good..”» You trail off, your sentence making his eyebrows knit in concern.

«“What happened? Are you sick? Should we call a doctor?”» You then realise what your words sounded like and immediately shake your head. «“No no, that's not what I meant…. I don't physically look good anymore.”» A long sigh from him resonated throughout the room, a silent cue to continue what had been swarming your mind all evening.

«“I am not so pretty anymore, Hannie. My hair's thinning, pimples on my face, I'm a mess physically and mentally, the list can go on. I just don't know ho-”» Your rambling was soon put to a halt by him pulling you in for a kiss. His hands wrap around your waist through the hoodie, pulling you on his lap.

The kiss lasted a few seconds, like it was a quiet praise from him for opening up to him but also the hurt in him to know that was how you saw yourself. Your lips stayed against each other like they seeked comfort from each other.

Pulling away, his hands come up to tuck a hair strand behind your hair. «“You're so damn beautiful, baby. If I could, I would write you a thousand things and more I love about you.”»

You feel a lump in your throat from hearing him speak so softly about you. Tears threatening to well up in your eyes. «“I wish you saw yourself in my eyes. You're like a colourful butterfly, shining so brightly in a dark valley. You're everything you need to be, darling. You're fucking perfect, you get that?”»

Your heart flutters from every praise he gave you, your arms wrapping around his neck immediately as you bury your face into his shoulder. A muffled «“Love you, Hannie”» from you was enough for Jeonghan to stay silent, knowing your mind was rid of any of those ugly thoughts.

» When he asked you to be his forever.

You and Jeonghan had decided it would be best to take a vacation for yourselves and Bali was the best place both of you could think of. And that got the both of you sitting next to each other, a glass of wine in your hand under the moonlit night. «“This is just so perfect Hannie, thank you for this.”»

You say as you look up at him, your eyes meeting his twinkly eyes. «“Anything for you, beautiful.”» And you had to admit, even after four years of dating Yoon Jeonghan, he had you wrapped around his finger and always so whipped for his compliments.

«“And I wish to have these perfect night with you forever in the future,”» A sly smile forms on your lips, your brain not quite questioning anything. «“Especially on the night of our wedding”»

Your eyes enlarge slightly, when he slowly moves down to his knees. His hands moved in front of you, holding the little black box. Opening it, he revealed to you the shiny diamond ring. «“Will you marry me, Y/n Y/L/N?”»

Tears gloss your eyes, and you instantly not your head before squeaking out a «“Yes!”» There was a series of noises from him (iconic) as he happily sat up and pulled you by your neck. He tilts his head as he let his lips meet yours sooner than ever. The moment felt so magical for the both of you, with his lips fitting so perfectly against yours, the moon being the only source of light shining over both of your figures.

He pulls away slowly, lowering his eyes on your hand while he slipped the ring round your finger. The happiness overwhelmingly takes over you and you throw your arms around his neck, pulling him down to close the gap between you again. There were soft giggles escaped into the kiss which just made everything even better.

» ‘You may now kiss the bride’

The second the both of you had heard those words, after long moments of exchanging your meaningful vows, the quite and calm surroundings resonated with cheers. All the loud screams from the guys was the result of him pulling you by your waist, his other hand holding your cheeks lovingly as you finally close the gap in between the both of you.

There was an unspoken trail of thousands of ‘I love you’s in that kiss.

Pulling away, he placed his forehead against yours, «“I love you.”» A breathy chuckle falls off of your lips, «“I love you too, my husband”» He chuckles softly from the nickname. «“Sounds all too real now”» He says before raising his head to press a peck on your forehead.

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rfxiii · 5 months

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I saw the winter prompts could you possibly do "You're the only gift I want to unwrap." For Franklin

Btw I love your work keep it up 💚

(Hii! Tysm for the request and the kind words! I hope I did your request justice! So sorry for the long wait 🙏)

All I Want For Christmas Is You

TW: smut

Word count: 2903

“Oh my god! This is hopeless!” you growl to yourself, flopping backwards onto the bed and glaring out the huge windows framing the large backyard at Franklin’s Vinewood home.

You’d spent the last three weeks agonizing over what to get him for Christmas. But unfortunately, Franklin was so damn easy to please that when you’d practically begged him to tell you what he wanted for his Christmas gift, he’d simply shrugged and said “I don’t need nothing. Seriously. Anything you get will be great.” But that wasn’t good enough for you. He was the perfect boyfriend, he was the perfect man. And there was no way you were going to get him some generic, boring present. He deserved the world.

You’d broken down last week and asked Lamar for help. But as close of friends as they were, that lanky goofball was little to no help. He’d suggested taking Frank to get a haircut, or maybe buying him some better clothes or a replacement for his “dusty, busted ass shoes.” But even that felt too basic for what he deserved. You’d even asked Michael for his opinion. But after they’d all received all of that cash from their Union Depository score, Michael had only shrugged and said “The kids got all the money in the world now. If he wanted it, wouldn’t he have it by now?”

You’re floundering for ideas now, but not deterred. There’s only one more day before Christmas, but you were not going to let this conundrum get the best of you. And with a new fire ignited inside you, you pull out your phone and call up Lamar yet again, “Lamar, listen! I’m dying here. I need help! Meet me at Rockford Plaza in twenty. Please! I still haven’t gotten Frank a gift, and I’m dying here!” you plead, pacing the bedroom in a growing panic.

“Ugh! Aight, aight! Damn, you really stressin’ about this. And we gotta go to the fancy ass mall?.. Fuck. Aight! I’ll meet yo’ ass there.” Lamar groans, and you hear shuffling in the background which thankfully signals him actually getting up to get ready to go.

“Oh my god! Thank you! Thank you, thank you! I owe you so big for this, Lamar! I’ll see you there!” you chirp, hanging up the phone and scrambling off to grab your jacket.

You’d planned on this shopping trip today, and had thankfully been able to wrangle Michael into your plan of helping get Franklin out of the house to avoid any suspicion. And now, with all your plans set carefully in place, you head off to meet Lamar for your last ditch effort in finding the perfect gift.

But unfortunately, this close to Christmas, your shopping trip proves to be anything but easy or relaxing.

You and Lamar hurry through the crowded plaza, your eyes darting from one shop to the next as you both try to contain your growing frustration. It's been almost an hour since you met at Rockford Plaza, and so far, all you've managed to find are a few mediocre presents that just don't seem quite right for Franklin. You can't help but feel like you're running out of time, and with each passing minute, the pressure to find the perfect gift for the man who wants nothing seems to intensify.

"I don't know, man," Lamar says, shaking his head as he studies a display of expensive colognes, "He's just so hard to shop for. I mean, what does he even like?"

You feel your brow twitching in irritation as you shoot him a look, “What do you mean, what does he like? You’re his best friend! How can you not-“ You stop your ranting and pull Lamar to a stop in front of a jewelry store, the glittering display of diamonds and precious gems catching your eye. "What about jewelry?" you suggest, feeling a pang of nervousness in your stomach. Jewelry like this is a big gesture, and you're not entirely sure if it's something that Franklin would even want. But as you look around, you can't help but feel drawn to the elegance and the beauty behind each piece.

Lamar shrugs, looking unsure. "I guess it won’t hurt nothin’ to look, right?" he says, following you into the store.

The saleswoman, a polished and professional woman with a knowing smile, approaches you both and inquires if she can be of assistance. You glance at Lamar, who seems to be growing more nervous by the second, and then back at the saleswoman, feeling a surge of determination. This is it. This has to be the one.

As you describe to the saleswoman the qualities that you admire about Franklin and the kind of person he is, you feel a warmth spreading through your chest. You're not just buying a present; you're expressing how you feel about him, how much he means to you. The woman shows you various pieces around the store, but when she shows you a stunning pair of black diamond earrings, you know immediately that this is it. This is the gift that gives everything you've been trying to say for the past three weeks.

You swallow hard, feeling a lump forming in your throat, and turn to Lamar, who is watching you with a mixture of anxiety at feeling out of place and hope that you’d finally found the right gift. "Lamar, I think I got it," you say, your voice trembling just a little. "What do you think?"

“Ya know what-..” Lamar mutters, gazing at the diamond studs inside the thick, glass case, “I think we got a winner.”

“Yeah?” you breathe hopefully, grinning up at him as you begin to imagine the surprise on Franklin’s face when he revived his gift.

“Yeah, homie.. Now, hurry up and let’s get the fuck outta here. I can’t put up with too much more a’ this shit.” Lamar snickers, his gaze darting around to the masses of people milling about frantically through the shops.

You grin at the saleswoman, pointing again to the earrings with a decisive nod, “These. We’ll take these, please!”

The price tag on the item nearly floors Lamar, and the expert wrapping skill of the sales associate has you gawking, as well. Finally, she places the perfectly wrapped box into an equally nice bag- decorated with shiny, black tissue paper. You give her your thanks and quickly lead Lamar back to where you’d left your vehicles.

“Aw, motherfucker!” Lamar growls, snatching the parking ticket off his vans windshield, “Double parked? Bullshit! This right here is a perfect park job!” He argues with absolutely no one.

You have the good grace not to mention his abysmal parking job. Instead, snatching the ticket from his hand and taking in the several hundred dollar fine he now owes, “Ya know what- Gimme this. I’ll pay for it as soon as the holiday is over. Like I said, I owe you so big, LD!”

“No shit? Aight, bet! Thanks a lot, homie!” Lamar chuckles in relieved disbelief. And as he watches you jog off to your car, he calls out to you with a big, cheeky grin, “An’ merry Christmas!”

“Yeah! Have a good Christmas, Lamar!” you shout back, feeling relief washing over you at finally having found the perfect gift.

You spend the rest of the day biting your tongue to keep from excitedly spilling your secret gift to Franklin. But the night is still nice together. Michael had taken him golfing, Trevor had joined them later on and gotten them kicked out, then they’d all been forced to go see one of Michael’s favorite, shitty, black and white films, before he’d come home and been happy for time to actually relax with you after trying to corral his two older friends all day. You’d had a nice dinner, spent time together watching tv, curled up together on the couch, before finally going to bed and leaving you struggling to sleep with your bubbling excitement.

The bright morning sunlight streams in through the window the next morning, casting a warm glow across the bed where you and Franklin lie. Your stomach rumbles, reminding you that it's been a while since you've eaten, and with a contented yawn, you roll over to nuzzle into his neck. He hums sleepily, one hand absently stroking your hair as he nestles deeper into the pillows. You grin, sitting up and swinging your legs over the side of the bed.

"Morning, sleepyhead," you murmur, leaning over to kiss him gently. "Think you can get up and help me make some breakfast?"

Franklin yawns, stretching his arms high above his head, before letting out a contented sigh. "I guess I could," he grins sleepily, sitting up and blinking blearily at the clock. "What are we having?"

As you watch him throw off the covers and pad over to the bathroom, you can't help but marvel at how comfortable you've become with him. It feels so natural to be here, sharing this space with him. Even as time passes, there's still an element of newness to it, a spark that keeps things exciting and alive. You know that this is where you're supposed to be, and that thought alone fills you with a warmth that spreads through your entire body.

While he's in the bathroom, you head into the kitchen and begin to rummage through the fridge. You pull out some eggs, bread, and some fruit, setting them all on the counter. The eggs sizzle in the pan as you chop up some avocado, thinking about how much he's going to love the surprise you have planned for him. You're so focused on your cooking that you don't notice him sneak up behind you until you feel his warm breath on your neck.

"Mmm, that smells amazing," he says, wrapping his arms around you from behind. You lean back into him, feeling the muscles in his chest and arms through his t-shirt.

"It's just a little something I threw together," you reply, glancing over your shoulder at him. "But I hope you like it."

He pulls you closer, nuzzling into your neck as he breathes in the scent of breakfast. "I'm sure I'll love whatever you make," he whispers, his lips brushing against your ear. "You're the best cook I know."

When the food is finally ready, you serve it up on two plates and carry them over to the living room, setting them down on the coffee table. You watch as he takes in the spread, his eyes widening in surprise.

"Wow, this is... amazing," he breathes, looking up at you. "Thank you, babe."

You grin, feeling a rush of pride and happiness. "You're welcome. I hope you like it."

He takes a bite of the egg and avocado sandwich, savoring the flavors before swallowing. "It's delicious," he says, looking up at you again. "You really outdid yourself."

You blush, feeling the warmth spread from your cheeks down to your stomach. "I'm glad you like it." You hesitate for a moment, then reach over to grab the small box that you'd hidden behind a throw pillow earlier. Handing it to him, you watch as his expression changes from surprise to delight.

"Merry Christmas." you urge, your heart racing. He takes the box carefully, his fingers tracing over the intricate pattern on the wrapping paper. With a gentle tug, he pulls it off to reveal the black diamond earrings you’d searched so hard to pick out.

“Babe,-.. Holy shit..” Franklin gasps out, his fingers almost cautiously tracing the gems of the earrings.

His reaction is muted and shocked, and you begin to fear that maybe this isn’t even remotely something that he enjoys. But before you can panic too thoroughly, he’s letting out a disbelieving gasp and shooting you the brightest smile you’d seen since you’d agreed to go out with him, “This is…amazing! Holy shit! How’d you pick these out?” he gasps, the smile on his cheeks unwavering.

“You..like’em? Really? Oh my god, I’m so glad! Lamar and I were out all day looking for something to give you, and he was no help, and I was afraid you wouldn’t like these! But I saw’em, and I thought they’d look really nice on you, and I’ve spent all month panicking over what to get you, and-“

“Babe!” Franklin chuckles, cupping your cheeks to silence your frantic rambling, “These are perfect.” he coos before leaning in closer, “But really-.. You're the only gift I want to unwrap.”

He leans in, stealing your breath away when his warm, soft lips press to yours in the softest, slow kiss that has your heart fluttering and head spinning.

“I love you.” you gasp against his lips- your fingers knotting in the front of his shirt to pull him close.

“I love you too, babe.” Franklin mutters with a grin softly twitching his lips.

As you sit there, wrapped up in each other and the glow of the Christmas tree, the room feels impossibly warm and cozy. You lean in, pressing your lips against his again, feeling the familiar heat of his mouth against yours. He pulls you closer, one hand slipping beneath your sweater to stroke your back, the other tangled in your hair.

Time seems to stand still as you lose yourself in the moment, the rest of the world fading away into the background. And in this perfect, fleeting moment, you realize that you are exactly where you're meant to be.

The kiss deepens, and your heart races as you feel his hand slip under your shirt, tracing lightly over your skin. His touch sends shivers down your spine, and you find yourself melting further into his embrace. You pull back slightly, just enough to look into his eyes, and you know that he can see the desire burning bright within them.

With a soft moan, he presses his lips to yours again, more urgently this time. You respond in kind, your hands fumbling with the buttons of his shirt as you try to get it open. He helps you, his fingers deftly working the buttons loose before throwing the shirt aside, revealing his toned chest and soft skin.

You reach up, brushing your fingers over his hair, marveling at the feel of it between your fingers. He shudders at the touch, and you can feel the hardness of his erection pressed against your thigh. You pull him closer, feeling the heat from his body sear into your own, wanting nothing more than to be as close to him as humanly possible.

"I love you," you sigh again, your voice barely more than a whisper as you gaze deeply into his eyes. And in that moment, you know without a doubt that it's true. He smiles, lips curving into a lazy grin as he responds, "I love you too."

As if the words themselves are a catalyst, your clothes seem to melt away, and you find yourself lying naked beneath him, bodies entwined. The air is heavy with the scent of the pine Christmas tree and desire, and the only noise that fills your ears is the rhythmic sound of your hearts beating in perfect unison.

With a soft groan, he presses the length of his erection against your entrance, and you feel the hot, thick head of him press into you. You gasp, arching your back as he slowly begins to push inside. He fills you slowly, inch by excruciatingly perfect inch, and when he's finally buried deep inside you, you feel complete.

His hips begin to move, and you throw your head back, moaning as he starts to thrust. The sensation of being so intimately connected to him is overwhelming, and you feel your orgasm building quickly.

"Franklin..." you breathe, your voice shaking with the effort to hold back the release. "Oh god, I'm going to..." Your words are cut off by a sharp cry as your body is wracked by an intense shock, your muscles tensing and your nails digging into his skin. He follows soon after, his thrusts growing frantic as he releases himself deep inside you.

As your breathing begins to steady, he rolls to the side, pulling you into his embrace. You feel his hot breath against your ear as he whispers, "I love you, baby. I love you so much." And in that moment, you know that this is real. This is forever.

Your heart feels lighter than air, and the warmth from his body seems to spread through your entire being. You lie there, content and at peace, feeling the rhythm of his heart against your chest. He nuzzles his face into your hair, kissing your neck and shoulders, and you feel a shiver run down your spine.

“So,-..” you sigh softly, looking up at him with the faintest hint of a teasing grin, “What’d you get me for Christmas?”

“Oh my god! You’re ridiculous. Hang on!” Franklin chuckles, pressing a kiss to your forehead and stumbling to pull up his pants before scurrying off to the bedroom.

And you can’t help but laugh as you watch the love of your life stumbling downstairs with his pants halfway off his hips.

This Christmas had been hectic, and more than agonizing in your endeavor to find the perfect gift. But seeing the smile and excitement on Franklin’s face had proved to be more perfect than any gift.

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