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ethereal-engene · 1 year

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late night cuddles | joonyoung

pairing: bf!jacob x gn!reader

genre: slice of life, fluff, and bits of angst // warnings: mentions of not feeling okay (not too into depth) and food

summary: when jacob notices that you’ve been listening to your sad playlist while at work, he worries and does his best to give you comfort. // word count: 1473 words

note: first comfort fic & fic of the year :,)

To be honest, you weren’t even sure when you started to cry. All you knew was that you needed to cry and per usual whenever you were in this mood, you had started to play your sad playlist.

Putting on your headphones and lying in bed to soak in the feels. Letting the melody and lyrics bleed into your heart & mind. Allowing yourself to experience whatever it was you were feeling.

With the blankets being pulled up to your chest, you found yourself crying into it. You wished that there was some known reason why you were feeling this way. Lately life has been alright and nothing was stressful. However, the need for an answer is not always needed.

The bed felt like it was swallowing you whole so you got up. Laying against the bed frame and listening to the music. Only then do the tears end up painting your face. It felt so nice to cry it out but it also hurt.

Not even bothered to try to dry your face in case someone saw you like this. Besides, the only person who might see you was your boyfriend. And last time you checked, he would be coming home late so it was fine. Little did you know, he was worrying about you.

It seems like you had forgotten that he can see your Spotify, therefore can see what you’re listening to. The Boyz were practicing for their next comeback but in between, they’d take breaks. They were using Jacob’s laptop since they had the tracks and everything. During one of the breaks, he went to choose the next song since it was his turn to choose.

Right before he selects a track, his eyes slide over to the friend’s activity section on Spotify. When his eyes scan for your name and see what you’re listening to, they subtly widen. He wanted to send a quick text but couldn’t as he heard the members asking him to pick a song.

Telling himself that he’d text you soon but it slipped his mind. More like his mind ended up getting stuck between trying to focus on getting the new choreography right and worrying about how you were feeling.

It had gotten to the point where the other members started to pick up that Jacob’s head clearly wasn’t 100% here. Asking him what was wrong or if he needed a break. He had waved them off and reassured them that he was fine. However, Kevin knew he was lying… actually everyone did but they weren’t going to push Jacob because they knew it might not go anywhere.

Nonetheless, Kevin had wanted to help Jacob if he could. So he caught Jacob during a break to ask him again. And surprisingly Jacob was straight forward about it.

He didn’t want to hide anymore and felt the need to tell someone, but at the same time he didn’t want to just tell everyone. He felt scared that it would end up distracting everyone and ruining the vibe for tonight. Plus they were only getting closer and closer to the comeback music video shooting. So they really needed to get this choreography down and nail it when they film.

After Jacob lets Kevin know about what’s on his mind, Kevin does his best to comfort Jacob that it’s valid for him to worry and if he really is concerned, the members will understand if he leaves early. The members all love you, maybe even more than Jacob (whatttt? Who said that?), and care for you. More than anything, they value your relationship and happiness. A quick hug and Jacob is left again to his thoughts.

He knows what Kevin says is true but would it really be okay for him to just take off like that? Pondering and walking in circles. Anyone could see that Jacob was clearly thinking hard about something. Thinking so much he didn’t even hear Sangyeon call him over.

As he snaps out of it, Jacob confesses what’s been going on tonight to Sangyeon. Kevin’s words ring true as Sangyeon quite literally tells him the same thing. “Jacob, you know we care about you two. We would hate to make you feel like you have to be here to practice instead of being with y/n. Besides, you've been doing really well with this new choreography. Just go. Go to y/n and let them know we care about them too.” Sangyeon assures him and pats Jacob’s back.

Jacob can’t help but let out a sigh of relief and give Sangyeon a quick hug before bolting out of the company building to your apartment. He hopes that he’s not too late. Texting you that he’ll be there soon. To no avail, he doesn’t get a response on the way there. Jacob had also stopped by a convenience store to pick up your favorite snacks and his dinner.

Once he arrives, he’s dashing up the stairs and unlocking the door. When he steps foot inside the apartment, it’s super quiet. Calling out your name to see where you are, the only thing that answers him is silence.

Eventually he reaches the bedroom and that’s where he sees you. Your headphones are still in, your face is glistening due to the tears, and your back is up against the wall. Jacob does his best to get your attention so that he doesn’t startle you. Unfortunately, you seemed to have spaced out.

He ends up slowly but surely scooting on the bed next to you. Replacing the blanket with his arms wrapping around you. Using his hands to wipe away your tears and moving your hair out of your face. The feeling of his hands on yours is the moment you realize he’s home.

For a few good minutes, he’s just holding you and not saying anything. Conversely you're holding onto him and not saying anything either. His heartbeat is beating quite quickly and you wonder if it’s because of you.

Jacob removed one headphone from your ear and put it in his. “My darling, are you feeling okay? I know it sounds like a stupid question and everything but I got really worried when I saw you were listening to this playlist.” He’s now facing you and uses his fingers to lift your face towards him.

“I… I don’t know to be honest. I don’t know why I’m even crying or feeling this way. I just do and it sucks. Also shouldn’t you be at practice?” Your eyebrows furrow when you realize that he was indeed supposed to be at practice. But then he softens as he glides his finger against your eyebrows.

“Don’t furrow your eyebrow, darling. You’ll get more wrinkles that way. To answer your question, yes but it’s okay. I talked about it to the members before I left. By the way, they wanted to relay the message that they care about you too.” Before he continues, his hands find his way to yours. Intertwining them before giving your hand a kiss.

“I just wanted to let you know, my precious darling, that it’s completely okay to not know why. Not all questions have answers. I just hope you know that I love you. We can stay here and cuddle as long as you want.” Your eyes look up at his face. They say that the eyes are the window to the soul. Another truth that rings true because Jacob’s eyes are soft and kind just like his soul (and heart).

You don’t say too much but you snuggle in closer into his body. Letting him know that you’ll take him up on his offer. Whispering a soft “thank you” and pausing your music. In due time, you end up switching your playlist to a more lighthearted one. Fitting for the moment you’re in with your one and only (Jacob) bae.

Just as you two are about to doze off, his stomach lets out a roar and wakes y’all up. You can’t help but laugh at the way the moment is now declared over. “Cobie, I’m feeling better and you are hungry. Let’s go eat something delicious!” Planting a kiss on his forehead and getting out of bed to cook dinner.

You extend your hand to him expecting him to get up but instead he pulls you back into the bed. Snuggling into your neck to pepper you with kisses. The only reasonable reaction to this was to laugh. It tickled and you appreciated whenever he got like this with you.

It reminded you that while love may not be perfect, the love you guys have for each other comes pretty close to it. That and to cherish the moments we have together. There is truly no one else other than Jacob Bae who could give you better late night cuddles.

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thanks to jacob for being another comfort idol for me <33 I love him sm and im tagging @sungbeam b/c i know u love jacob (maybe even more than me) 🥺

take care and happy new year ! here’s to all of the fics I’ll write this year

signing off with love

- ash

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deobienthusiast · 4 months

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this christmas | jacob bae

• pairing: gender-neutral!reader x christmas shop worker!jacob bae, mentions of reader x kim sunwoo, and small mentions of chanhee

• word count: 6.4k words

• genre: fluff, slight angst

• rating: PG

• warnings: there’s a slight mention of wanting to be dead, hatred of christmas, i made sunwoo an asshole

• notes: my secret santa fic for the lovely @snowflakewhispers! i hope you enjoy it so! i really enjoyed writing this and sunwoo i desperately apologize for portraying you this way🥺

• tagging: @deoboyznet @zzoguri @hyungseos-cafe @userjuyo @hongyangi (if you’d like to be on a tag list, let me know)

To say Christmas was your least favorite holiday would be an understatement. The kids running around acting like gluttony-craved little animals, families fighting over toys, traveling. The part about Christmas that you hated the worst? Couple activities.

Seeing happy couples frolicking about in the ankle deep snow. Listening to Christmas carolers, looking at Christmas lights, getting each other cute little couple gifts. Absolutely not. You weren’t always this way. You used to love Christmas. In fact, you adored it! It was your favorite holiday. The opportunity to spend time with loved ones, eat delicious food and sweet treats, snow, gifts. Who wouldn’t love Christmas?

The holiday became even more special when you met your ex, Sunwoo. He was a ball of energy. He held this swagger and exuded confidence. Every person who ever came in contact with him would swoon over him. He just had that effect on people, and boy did he know it. Sunwoo would come off as cocky. He constantly expected people to melt to the ground when he was around. When he didn’t get his way, it was an absolute nightmare.

This behavior should’ve been your first red flag, but honestly, you were so enamored by him that you looked right past it. Your friends tried to warn you, but unfortunately they never got through to you. You should’ve listened. You definitely should’ve listened. Maybe then, the last Christmas you were together wouldn’t have hurt so much. Maybe, you could’ve prevented your heart from breaking as deep as it did. With school ending for Christmas break, you were taking it upon yourself to visit your somewhat-loving boyfriend who lived across the city. Trudging through the cold snow, up the steps to his apartment, you felt a warmth fill your heart at the fact that for the first time in a couple weeks you’d be spending your favorite holiday with your favorite person.

His door was cracked open, something you constantly got on him about as he didn’t live in the best neighborhood, so you let yourself in. Immediately, that warmth you felt was gone. Vanished into the cold, winter air like water when it hits high heat. Clothes were thrown all across the small apartment. Some of his, and some of someone else’s. Now, you’re probably thinking…did you confront him? Did you trash the place? Did you break down in front of him and beg for answers? Well the answer to all those questions, no. You did none of those things, rather you left the small little gift you got from his favorite gift shop on his side table in the living room, and left. You hoped that just leaving would make what you found out hurt a little less. That maybe sparing your heart any more pain would help you. It didn’t. Your Christmas break was miserable. Friends leaving messages in attempts to find out what happened with Sunwoo when he showed up to your mutual friend's annual Christmas party with a new girl on his arm. Seeing him post pictures of them going sledding, decorating his little apartment and his Christmas tree that looked very similar to a Charlie Brown Christmas tree made you sick. You vowed to protect yourself and your heart. Writing off Christmas was the best way to do it. You stopped celebrating. You stopped visiting family and friends, and you just stayed on campus to focus on school. You hated Christmas. Until this year.

Determined to bring back your Christmas spirit, your mother forced you to come home for Christmas. She claimed your one bad memory shouldn’t cloud your love for the holiday and wanted you to be home with loved ones to help you get back to that happy place. You did not want to be home, but when your mother makes up her mind on something there is no turning back.

Your old clunker of a car drove soundly on the salted roads. The snow this year had been even worse than previous years, prompting the city to work overtime in clearing roads for the holidays. You never really trusted their work anyway, so you still drove carefully and slowly so as to not die. Apparently the other people on the road behind you didn’t like that. As they passed you, thoughtfully giving you the finger in an obscene gesture of hatred, you fiddled with your radio. You did not want to listen to another Christmas song.

The car ride was almost unbearable. You couldn’t find a single station not playing Christmas music, so you weren’t in the most jolly mood when you arrived at your parents. Waiting outside in what had to have been the most ugly Christmas sweater you had ever seen in your entire life and a plate full of cookies, your mother smiled widely. She was so happy to finally have her only child home for the holidays, even if said child was Ebenezer Scrooge Jr.

“Sweetheart, welcome home!” Your mother exclaimed happily.

Giving her your best smile, you let her pull you into a hug. The bright green tinsel decorating her ugly sweater rustling against you.

“Hi mom.”

She pulled away, shoving the plate of heavily decorated sugar cookies into your hands. “Take those back to your roommate. I know how much Chanhee loves my sugar cookies.”

A genuine smile made its way to your face at the mention of your best friend. The only bright spot in your life. He was your savior after you broke up with Sunwoo, and another person who was convinced that you would find your Christmas spirit again.

“He’ll be over the moon, mom.” You told her as she pulled you into the house.

The heat hit you like a freight train, as both the fireplace and heater were running at full force. You were surprised your mother wasn’t dying of heat exhaustion with the three shaven sheep wool sweater she had on. You set the cookies down on the table, looking at all the Christmas decorations she had taken the time to precisely lay out. The garland adorning the fireplace was set with care, four stockings laid out. The fourth one was for Chanhee as he usually accompanied you when you traveled, but couldn’t this year. The Christmas tree looked like a holiday bomb. Decorated in green, red, and silvers, the tree looked good. You couldn’t deny that. You did notice, however, that the topper was missing.

“Mom,” You trailed off. “Where’s the angel?”

She chuckled. “Your father dropped it when he went to put it on. Her glass snowflake shattered, so we have to go to the little Christmas store downtown.”

You frowned. “Mom, everything is closed because of the weather.”

Shaking her head, she spoke. “This place is open every day no matter the weather when it’s the holidays. The family wants it to always be accessible for people during the holiday season.”

You went to nod as she spoke again. “You’re coming with me.”

Letting out a huff, you headed upstairs to drop off your suitcase. Opening your bedroom door, you shoved your suitcase off to the side. The room looked the same as it did when you graduated. Your mother hadn’t touched a thing. Pictures of you and your friends, family members, Sunwoo.

“Why haven’t I taken those down?” You asked yourself.

Walking over to the board, you stared at the pictures of you and Sunwoo, letting your fingers run across them before tearing them off the board. The sound of ripping paper as the picture was pulled through the tack made you smile only slightly, crumbling the pictures up in your hand to throw them away. You unpacked your suitcase, putting all your clothes in drawers as you thought about how you could get out of going to the Christmas shop downtown. Some of your ideas spanned from faking an illness, to making Chanhee fake an emergency. Each one was worse than the last, and you figured going just to get a tree topper wouldn’t be so bad. Accepting your fate, you sat in your room, scrolling through social media as you inevitably waited to be dragged to hell.

You were wrong. You were so so wrong. Your mother had you walking around this store for almost two hours, with the basket she had, being turned into a cart to fill with more than just a new Christmas tree topper. You were starting to get annoyed. Your mother had no plans of leaving any time soon, so you ventured off. You rounded a corner you hadn’t been down yet, running your hands over the ornaments that looked like colorful food items.

“I personally like the oversized ice cream cones. They are kind of unrealistic though. Who takes a bite out of their ice cream?” A soft voice said from behind you.

You whipped around, your eyes landing on a guy with quite the facial features. He was handsome, that’s for sure. His almond-shaped eyes bored into yours as he smiled, effectively taking your breath away.

“Do you work here?” You asked, and you mentally facepalmed yourself.

What a stupid question? As if the red and green outfit paired with a santa hat and elf ears didn’t give it away.

He chuckled. “No, I just like dressing up as one of Santa’s little helpers in my free time.”

You couldn’t help but smile at his joke.

“My family owns the business, so I work here to help them.” The boy said.

His tone was very soft, almost as if he was afraid to speak any louder. He had a calming presence about him that spread throughout the store. You have to admit, despite not even knowing his name, you did enjoy being around him. It was more interesting than just dragging along behind your mother, that’s for sure.

The boy gave you a small smile before holding his hand out. “I’m Jacob. Jacob Bae.”

You smiled, gently gripping his hand. The handshake was firm, yet soft. His skin was smooth with just the slightest bit of a tan. He had a natural warmth to him that spread throughout your body when his hand touched yours.

“Do you run the store by yourself?” You asked Jacob.

He nodded his head. “I have a brother, but he’s busy with his own things. My parents bought the store when we were both little, and then when I got old enough they decided to just let me run the store by myself.”

“This doesn’t get boring?”

Jacob chuckled again, and you couldn’t help but blush. His laugh gave way to the most breathtaking smile.

“I wouldn’t say boring. Slow, yes, but definitely not boring. There’s not a single thing about Christmas that is boring to me.” Jacob exclaimed with a smile.

You rolled your eyes slightly. “I could give you multiple reasons why Christmas is boring.”

The boy let out a little giggle, looking away at a small family picking out a pretty antique ornament.

“I get the feeling you aren’t a big fan of Christmas.” Jacob said softly.

This time it was your turn to let out a small chuckle.

“You have no idea.” You muffled out under your breath.

You heard a cart making its way around the corner of an aisle filled with toy soldiers and nutcrackers as you let out a sigh. Your mother’s head reared around the corner as she smiled.

“Look at all of this beautiful stuff I found. This store is amazing!” Your mother said rather loudly.

You covered your face as you watched Jacob round the counter to begin checking out your mother.

“Mom, you are being so loud.”

“Oh hush. I’m just enjoying your beautiful store.” She said, directing her attention towards Jacob.

Jacob gave her a wide smile. “I appreciate it! We love spreading Christmas cheer.”

Your mother began to unload the cart of Christmas decorations onto the conveyor belt as Jacob began to scan the items. Your mother made small talk with the boy, asking him about his parents, his brother, etc. You stared at your mother, realizing that she really visited this store more than she let on. The personal questions and conversation she was having with the boy you were meeting for the very first time made you frown. You have been missing so much due to your own heartbreak, you could’ve been meeting new people, making new friends.

“Jacob, do you have any plans for Christmas? I know your family is traveling to see your brother.” Your mom asked.

You lifted your head, clearing the negative thoughts that were starting to creep in. Jacob shook his head with a smile.

“Working.” He said softly.

“On Christmas?” You asked, surprising not only your mother but yourself considering you would rather work on Christmas than celebrate it.

Jacob nodded. “Someone’s gotta keep the store open. You’d be surprised at the amount of people who come in for last minute items on Christmas Eve and Christmas day. When every other store is closed, we’re their last resort.”

You frowned. You don’t know why, but you felt bad about the fact that Jacob would be working on Christmas instead of taking the day off. Your mother continued to chat with Jacob, letting him gently bag each item, taking the time to wrap the more delicate ones in pretty tissue paper decorated with candy canes. Your mother took the bags from him, handing them off to you as she pulled out your father’s credit card to pay the bill. Jacob had graciously given your mother a nice discount, noting that she is always his favorite customer making you wonder just how often your mother visits this store. She grabbed the final bags, heading for the door as you followed her before stopping.

“Hey, Jacob. Do you want some company here? You shouldn’t be alone on the holidays. Maybe I could come help you?” You asked softly.

He replied just as softly. “I’d love that.”

You gave him a smile, as you headed out the door to catch up with your mom.

Now that you had something to actually look forward to, the rest of the day dragged on. You didn’t think it would ever end, but when you got up this morning you were in an incredibly good mood. Your parents couldn’t help but point out how chipper you were this morning either.

“Someone has you really happy today,” Your mother started.

With a nod of your head, you grabbed a muffin for a quick breakfast. “I’ll be gone for most of the day. I should be home before dinner.”

Your parents could only nod, happy that you would be at least getting out of the house instead of spending the entire vacation locked in your room.

The car ride downtown to the small Christmas shop was short, but with how much you were anticipating seeing Jacob again, it made the ride seem all that much longer. When you pulled into the parking lot, you parked next to the only other car there.

The roads were almost completely empty, aside from people pulling sleds in the deep snow on the sidewalks. You turned your car off, getting out and locking the door behind you as you headed towards the entrance of the store.

You noticed Jacob laying out empty cups by a small hot chocolate station. He laid out candy canes, whipped cream, and marshmallows, setting them all up in a certain way. Smiling to yourself, you opened the door to the shop as you let the little overhead bell ring above you, alerting Jacob of your arrival.

He turned from his spot by the hot chocolate station as you waved.

“Hey! You made it!” Jacob said excitedly.

You giggled with a nod as Jacob reached an arm behind the counter. He pulled a green Santa hat with fancy, red decorations adorning it with him as he handed it to you.

“Since it’s your first day, I won’t make you wear the elf ears. However, I can’t say no to the hat. This is nonnegotiable.”

He hands the hat to you as you quietly put it on before striking a pose.

“How do I look?” You asked.

Jacob could only laugh. “Do I dare say it was made for you?”

You and him laughed as he led you around the store. He let you in on different products, the stuff that sells the best and the worst, the regular customers (no surprise your mom was on the list), and so much more.

“The store will be slow most of the time. I usually take that time to just sit in the back until the bell rings.” He said.

You looked at the door behind the counter as you spoke. “What’s in the back?”

Jacob grinned. “My little hideaway. You might like it; not as much Christmas back there.”

His comment made heat rise to your neck and cheeks as he continued to explain stuff to you. You tried your hardest to focus on what he was saying, but you would be lying if you claimed that you heard anything that came out of his mouth. Jacob was just too damn handsome for his own good. He wasn’t necessarily the tallest, but he definitely wasn’t short. He had broad shoulders that lead down to a slim waist and long legs. His face had a more squared off look than an angular one. His jawline was impeccable. He had full lips that were constantly hidden by the beautiful smile he was consistently flashing to everyone. You couldn’t lie, though. The best thing about Jacob, in your opinion, was his kindness. You hadn’t known him long, but his heart was so pure. He was nothing but kind to everyone he came in contact with, and you came up with all of this information in just one and a half days.

“So that’s pretty much all there is to it. A pretty easy gig, right?” Jacob asked.

You just stared at him for a moment before shaking your head slightly, snapping out of your thoughts.

“Huh? Oh yeah. Sure sounds like it.” You replied.

Jacob stared back at you, a sly smile making its way to his face. “Well, let’s get you settled on the register then.”

Jacob led you back through the store, which seemed a lot bigger inside than it looked on the outside. You let him lead you again as he pulled out a stool, motioning for you to sit. He showed you all the usual steps to do in order to check out a customer before officially opening the store.

The day went by rather slow. You and Jacob really got to know each other due to the slowness. He told you more about his family, more about his brother, who he looks up to a lot.

“He’s my best friend. We are inseparable when we’re together. We talk everyday when we’re apart.” Jacob told you with a smile.

The statement made you smile. Being an only child meant that you had to get creative when it came to finding people to talk to every day. You loved your parents, but you could only talk to them so much in a day.

“Do you have siblings?” Jacob asked.

You shook your head. “I have a best friend named Chanhee. He’s like my brother. We talk all the time, he’s my roommate, we have all the same classes. I adore that boy.”

Jacob nodded with a small smile, continuing to watch out the shop windows for a customer as you just continued to watch the gingerbread clock tick away ever so slowly.

As the day came to an end, you helped Jacob box up certain things. He packed up the hot chocolate station, making you a cup for the road before setting everything in the back room. Jacob helped you close out the register, and you helped him sweep up the fake snow that had fallen off the fake Christmas trees in front of the store. He grabbed a ring of keys before pulling that hat he had on for his head, revealing his dark brown hair that fell every which way after being confined in a hat all day long. You both walked to the door, letting Jacob set an alarm hidden behind a picture frame before he walked out with you behind him. He turned to lock the doors before walking you to your car.

“Aside from it being really slow, which I apologize for, how was your first day?” Jacob asked sweetly.

You smiled at him. “I had a lot of fun, Jacob. You kept me good company.”

Jacob smiled at your statement. “Hopefully I’ll see you back here again then.”

“Definitely.”

Jacob opened your car door for you, allowing you to get situated before closing the door gently. You watched him trudge through the slightly fresh snow on the ground to his own car. He got in, quickly turning it on before looking out his window to wave to you.

The week before Christmas went exactly like this. You would get up in a good mood, grab a muffin, drive to the Christmas Shop, and sit for six hours with Jacob. You had to admit; you were having a lot of fun. He was funny. Really funny. He didn’t try too hard. You remembered always forcing laughter when it comes to Sunwoo and his jokes. They were okay, but they weren’t knock-your-socks-off funny.

Something else about Jacob? He was an incredible singer. During a particularly slow part of your fourth day working at the Christmas shop, Jacob brought you to the back room. It was almost like a small in and out apartment. There was a pull out couch, a flat screen tv, and a coffee table neatly set up. There was a counter against the back wall that held a mini fridge, a microwave, air fryer, and a coffee maker. In the corner not occupied by anything, was a beautiful dark redwood acoustic guitar. He left the back door open to keep an eye on the front of the store as he strummed a beautiful tune, singing ever so softly to you. You couldn’t believe your ears.

“Why haven’t you taken on a singing career?” You asked him curiously.

Jacob smiled as he continued to softly play the guitar. “As much as I adore music, I never really felt like I was destined for that kind of life. I like what I’ve got going here.”

“Just working at a Christmas shop? This is what you like?” You asked, a tilt of your head to emphasize your questions.

Your question caught Jacob off guard. What you didn’t know was that no one in his family would ever hold him back, but he would hold himself back. He had his reasons for not wanting to pursue a music career despite everyone telling him to. He had never ever talked to anyone about said problems. You, however, seemed different. He wanted to tell you everything. Instead, he stuck with asking some hard hitting questions himself.

“Why do you hate Christmas so much?” Jacob asked.

Your head straightened at his question. You had never had someone straight out ask you about your dislike of Christmas.

“I don’t.”

Jacob raised an eyebrow as he stopped playing. “You don’t?”

You shook your head. “I don’t particularly like Christmas, but I don’t hate it. I know I say I do, but I don’t think I ever really could. Plus working here with you has made me regain some love for it.”

He grinned at your comment before lifting his index, wiggling it at you. “While I appreciate the compliment, you aren’t getting off that easily.”

A sigh escaped your lips as you took a deep breath. “I didn’t always hate Christmas. In fact, I used to love it. The decorations, the weather, the movies. All of it. Then I met my ex, and things changed.”

You looked at Jacob who had a solemn look in his dark brown eyes, silently begging for you to continue.

“He became my entire world. I would have done anything for him, but clearly he wouldn’t have done the same. It’s stupid really. All my friends told me he was bad news and I never listened. I believed him over them. I always took his side and two holidays ago, our first Christmas together, he cheated on me. Come to find out he had been for a really long time,” You stopped to take in a breath, feeling a tear roll down your cheek. “I was devastated. He ruined my Christmas, and I let that suck the joy for the holiday right out of me.”

Jacob handed you a tissue as you dabbed at your face. You shook your head.

“I’m so stupid.”

“No you’re not. There’s nothing stupid about being in love with someone. What’s stupid is said person being dumb enough to actually take advantage of you. You deserve better.” Jacob said quietly.

A small, shy smile made its way to your face.

He watched you before speaking again. “I’m sorry that that happened to you. You deserve so much better, truly. If it makes you feel any better, I adore spending this little bit of time that we spend together. You make the day more fun. I have someone to talk to, to share stories with. I don’t have to talk to the toy soldiers anymore. I felt like they might have started to talk back had you not asked to help out.”

You let out a loud laugh. “It does make me feel better. Actually, working here makes me feel like I’m getting my Christmas spirit back. I have had the absolute best time this vacation. Which is a first for me because I was really expecting to just shove my face with my moms sugar cookies and drown myself in hot chocolate while watching sad romance movies.”

This time Jacob laughed out loud.

“Your mom’s sugar cookies are amazing!” Jacob let out.

You both laughed at his statement as a comfortable silence fell over the both of you. The day went by pretty fast after that. You both did your normal closing routines, becoming a good team when it came to picking up the store. This time, you set the alarm and locked the door. Jacob, like he did every night, walked you to your car to make sure you were safe.

As he opened the door, he spoke. “I have another question.”

You nodded, urging him to continue.

“I really like doing this with you.”

You smiled, before teasing him. “That’s not a question, Jacob.”

Jacob chuckled. “You’re right, and neither is this.”

As soon as you noticed him leaning in, your eyes closed. You braced for impact and it was the softest impact ever made. His lips were almost feather-like, they were so soft. Your mouth moved in sync with his as you brought your hands up to the back of his neck, willing him to move closer. Jacob’s hands landed at your waist, doing exactly what you hoped for as he pulled you closer.

Jacob pulled away first, letting you both catch your breath as your eyes fluttered open. You felt like you were flying right now. Jacob’s kiss had riding a high you had definitely never experienced before. Your eyes trailed up to his as he gave you a shy smile.

“That wasn’t a question. You are correct about that, but I definitely liked it.” You whispered into the cold air.

He chuckled as he stepped back from you. He gave you another kiss, this time on the cheek as he whispered a soft goodbye to you before heading towards his car. You watched him walk away before yelling out to him.

“Jacob!”

The boy stopped in his tracks, turning around almost instantly.

“Do you want to join my family for Christmas dinner tomorrow?”

A smile broke out onto his face as he nodded. “I’d love that!”

You couldn’t help but let a big smile make its way to your face as you lit up. He gave you another wave before getting into his car. Watching him pull out of the parking lot, you felt oddly giddy over the fact that you were actually looking forward to a Christmas event for the first time in almost a year.

Just like every morning so far this week, you woke up in a very good mood on Christmas day. You ran down the stairs, ready to eat breakfast, open your gifts and get the day started. Your parents handed out gifts, setting them in groups in front of each of you. Tearing into your gifts, you neatly piled everything up before heading upstairs. You felt a tad bit guilty considering you rushed through the gifts, but you couldn’t help yourself. You were so excited to see Jacob. You wanted this dinner to be perfect. After what’s been growing between the two of you to the kiss just last night, you wanted to see where this would go. You had never felt this way about anyone.

The shower you took was long, considering you practiced what you were going to say to Jacob over and over as if you were giving a speech after winning the nobel prize. You were nervous to say the least. After turning into a raisin due to standing in the shower for so long, you finally got out to dry yourself off. You went through your skin care routine as usual before walking into your room. The air hitting your skin was cool as you picked out an outfit.

As you laid the clothes out on your bed you noticed a photo on your photo board. It was hidden behind photos of your cousins and friends. It was a picture of you and Sunwoo, after your first date. He had insisted on taking a photo to capture the moment because he felt as though he had ‘never met anyone like you’. You had hid the photo after what he did to you, but now, you didn’t want to hide it anymore. You pulled the tack that was holding it off the board. The photo slid before you caught it, letting your fingers run over the photo. For once, you didn’t feel sad looking at the photo. In fact, you didn’t feel anything.

You brought the photo with you and laid it on your bed. Throwing your clothes on, you grabbed the photo and headed to the office your parents had. There was a small paper shredder underneath the computer desk that you pulled out and plugged in. The machine started to hum as you looked over the photo again. You weren't the same person in this photo anymore, and boy was Chanhee going to be so proud about what you were about to do.

“Goodbye Sunwoo.” You said to yourself.

You dropped the photo into the top of the shredder, listening to the machine growl and grind the photo up. It felt like a weight had been lifted off of your shoulders. You let out a content sigh as you unplugged the machine and headed back downstairs to spend time with your parents.

The day dragged on for you, and to be honest, you hated it. When late afternoon rolled around, you started to get butterflies in your stomach. Your mother was putting finishing touches on Christmas dinner when there was a knock on the door. You jumped up from the couch, practically gliding to the door as you pulled it open. Jacob held a bouquet of pretty flowers in his hand as he smiled. He was looking insanely handsome, but you could tell that he was also extremely nervous. Well that made two of you.

“Hi,” You breathed out.

Jacob’s face lit up at the sound of your voice. “Hi.”

You two just stood at the door, basking in each other’s glory before you heard your mom speak.

“Well don’t make him freeze. Invite the boy in!”

You snapped out of your little school girl crush trance as you stepped off to the side, allowing Jacob to enter. That’s when you noticed the wrapped gifts he was holding off to the side of himself.

He handed you the roses, leaning down just slightly to peck your cheek as he whispered to you. “You look beautiful.”

A shy smile popped up on your face as he pulled back to hug your parents. Your mom took the gifts from him, laying them on the coffee table. She pulled him into the dining room, practically pushing him into a chair as you followed. You sat across from him, while your parents continued to run around the kitchen to finish everything. Jacob turned to watch them before turning back to you.

“Do they need help?” He pointed towards your parents.

You shook your head with a laugh. “Not at all. Trust me, they’re fine.”

Jacob nodded. He looked over at you before speaking again.

“I couldn't stop thinking about you. I know that’s crazy to say, but that kiss was magical.”

You leaned forward, practically laying on the table in an attempt to get closer to Jacob, and he was doing the same thing.

“I’m glad you said it. I’ll be honest with you, though. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since we met.” You told him.

Jacob leaned closer as his eyes flickered down to your lips. You couldn’t fight back the smile as you, too, leaned in closer. Just when it seemed your lips were about to touch, your mother called out.

“Jacob, sweetie, I hope you’re hungry! I made a lot of food.”

You let out a little sigh of frustration as you and Jacob backed off of each other. Your mother and father began carrying food out to the table as they laid it all out in front of you two. The next hour and a half was absolute torture for you. The only thing you could do was sneak adoring glances at Jacob from across the table as your parents chatted his ears off.

If you thought the two of you were being subtle with the glances you were totally wrong. When dinner was done, your father brought Jacob into the living room so you could help your mom clear the table. You watched your dad grab a gift that Jacob had brought as they both talked, smiles on both of their faces.

“So, when were you going to tell me that you and Jacob are dating?” Your mom asked from behind you, hands shoved into soapy dish water.

You turned to her. “Dating? Mom, Jacob and I aren’t dating.”

She chuckled. “Could’ve fooled me.”

Letting out a sigh, you leaned into one of the counters across from her, effectively blocking your view of Jacob and your father.

“We aren’t dating. We’ve kissed, though.”

Your mother gasped excitedly, pulling her hands out of the water to clap. You laughed as she created tiny bubbles in the air from the suds clinging to her skin.

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted you to meet him. I was always hesitant to introduce the two of you because of, well,” Your mom trailed off.

She didn’t need to finish for you to know who she was talking about.

“I know. I’m glad you introduced us this year though. For the first time in a long time, I’ve enjoyed Christmas.” You told her.

She smiled as someone knocked on the counter. You both turned towards Jacob who had a wrapped present in his hand.

“I don’t mean to interrupt, but I got you a gift.” His hand reaches out to you in an attempt to extend the Christmas present.

Your mom smiled. “I’ll give you two a minute.”

As she slipped past Jacob, he watched her leave before looking back at you.

“Go ahead. Open it.”

You chuckled at his urgency as you tore the wrapping paper, giving way to a blank cardboard box. You set it on the counter, opening the top of the box. Your eyes widened slightly as you pulled styrofoam out of the box.

“Jacob, you didn’t.” You whispered as the boy smiled.

Pulling the styrofoam apart, there was a beautiful, antique snow globe sitting in front of you. The bottom of the snow globe was gold with red and silver accents. A molded design of Santa and his reindeer going across the gold base. The globe itself was crystal clear, and it had the Christmas shop planted in the middle of it with a tiny gingerbread man standing outside waving. When you shook it, the globe lit up in all sorts of pretty colors as the snow fell around the structure. You had been eyeballing the snow globe since you walked into the shop, constantly mentioning how pretty it was. The kicker was that with it being an antique, it was pricey. So you opted for admiring it from afar.

“I figured I owe you one. You kept me from going insane. I’d never admit this, but you’re right. It does get boring there when it’s slow.”

You giggled. “Took you long enough to admit it.”

Jacob stepped closer. “Well, you kept me company. You are definitely not boring.”

Looking up from the snowglobe, you smiled at the boy. “Jacob, this is beautiful and amazing. Thank you.”

He nodded. “You’re amazing.”

There was no hesitation this time as Jacob leaned in to kiss you. He brought his hands to your waist, not wanting to be any farther apart from you than he already was. Your hands rested on his chest as you pulled apart, leaning your forehead against his.

“Now I feel bad,” You stated, making the boy look at you with a confused look. “I didn’t get you anything.”

He threw his head back with a laugh. “You most definitely got me something. This has probably been the best Christmas I’ve ever had, and that’s because of you. So thank you.”

“So,” You said, bringing your hands up to wrap around his neck. “I guess this means we’re dating now?”

Jacob chuckled. “Woah! At least let me take you on a date first.”

He pecked your lips before pulling away, keeping a firm grip on your hand. You grabbed the snowglobe as he led you into the family room where your parents were. Sitting on the couch, he wrapped an arm around you as he pecked your forehead. You smiled to yourself as you snuggled into the boy’s side. This Christmas was definitely going in the memory books.

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hongyangi · 8 months

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see for yourself | jcb.

warnings: one shot explicit content! smut, minors dni, mirror sex, lower case intended, depictions of dom!jacob, foreplay, marking, and i love jacob's arm and leg hair sorry about that, dacryphilia if you blink for a sec— rushed work that's why it's short hehe net: @deoboyznet

his muffled groans behind you bring sensations down your spine making your body shiver. your bare back against his chest felt hot and you're almost going crazy as you feel his own goosebumps and the way his heart beats. jacob ghosted his lips over your shoulders, your nape, and behind your ear. his hands gripped on your arms as he wrapped his own around your frame. his arm hair felt ticklish against your soft hands.

you stared in front of you. the reflection of the two of you being seated on the floor looked like a painting. the nakedness of your reflection made you blush and feel hot and his hands travelled down your sensitive bud. not wasting any second, he strokes it in circular motions. you whimpered, pursing your lips and shutting your eyes closed. "s-stop..." head turning away from the mirror as your legs curled up and covered your wetness. your toes are still curling from all the sensations and this is just a foreplay.

a smirk formed on his lips. "no," jacob's hands that were gripping your shivering frame rested above your knees, spreading your legs open again. the beat of your heart sound like it's almost ripping out of your ribs. your brain feels mushy and you can't make up proper thoughts right now.

"you look beautiful like this." jacob whispered in his low voice, giving you those goosebumps again. your body voluntarily submitting to him. your eyes remained closed but you can feel his smirk on the crook of your neck.

jacob's fingers grazed on your delicate skin, his palms softly caressing down from your knees to your inner thighs until his one hand reaches your wetness, the other one groping your right chest. "see for yourself." his voice sound so menacing but tempting. everything about that voice gives you all the affection and desire for his smile, his touches, his satisfaction.

your eyes slowly open at his last sentence. few tears clouded your vision but soon enough, you caught the sight of his face resting on your shoulder. his hair disheveled and wet from sweat, lashes fluttering over his dark orbs. he looked so pretty with his dark brown hair down sticking on his forehead due to sweat. jacob's gazes are full of desire as he stares at your teary eyes through the mirror. "see? you're beautiful." he says again and nibbled on the skin of your shoulder. it sure will leave a mark later.

you don't know how and why but there's something about jacob that makes you feel the want to be taken care of. you're certain and convinced enough that he's someone so different from you and it makes you two incompatible. but once he'd talked to you, you're completely smitten. completely out of your wits when it gets filled with thoughts of him. his words and actions broke all barriers you've safely built. and you don't even know how you got in this situation. not that you're complaining anyway.

it's all making you embarrassed to think of, your body moving voluntarily to hide your bareness. but as if he's reading your mind, jacob grounds your position by placing his legs over yours, keeping them wide open. it's too embarrassing and provocative. but it's turning you on that you can't manage to stop him anymore.

"jacob...?" you almost choked out, voice getting stuck in your throat.

"what is it, babe?" he provokes as his middle finger slides up and down over your folds, teasing your cunt deliciously slow the same time he pinches your nipple.

you huffed a breath and moaned, your vision spinning, head thrown back on his shoulder. the pleasure makes you grip on his muscular thighs, digging your nails a bit. some crescent shapes already visible on his hairy skin. "please.. please.." you begged.

"you have to tell me what you want, babe." jacob teases and presses his thumb on your clit. his breath getting deeper and shorter as he clenches his jaw.

"i want you."

jacob felt fulfilled when he hears your words. you managed to say it without stuttering, making his smirk wider. he removes his legs that were grounding yours open and grabs your inner thighs. you looked at him, turning your head behind you instead of looking at him through the mirror. jacob immediately ravished your lips. one hand yanking your hair. moans and wet kisses are the only sounds that you can hear now aside from how loud your heart is. your tongues danced together and as his face pulled away, he lifts both of your legs up again and sinks you down on him. his hardness prodding on your folds from behind. you whimpered, your sounds driving him crazy.

"i want you too."

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coboftea · 8 months

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serendipity | jacob bae.

genre: fluff, boyfriend jacob, established relationship

tagging: @deoboyznet

a/n: 726 words. a short work because of the rainy weather. hope y'all love this <3

song recommendation

The room is quiet with a serene ambience as Jacob's arms wrapped around your middle while your back faces him. your hands held over him like an immediate reaction that you had developed as you got used to this habit of him. Jacob snuggled closer to you, leaving one small kiss on the back of your shoulder and breathing in your scent. you slowly woke up, hearing the pitter-patter of rain before you could even see it. as you drowsily blink your eyes, you finally take in the tranquil view beyond the glass door of your bedroom.

The green landscape outside gave a somber feeling to the already lazy afternoon, and the rain decorated the sky, leaving your glass doors foggy with drizzle. You feel Jacob's breath on your nape and shoulder. The shuddering feeling leaves you smiling, turning around to face the warm body behind you.

A smile crossed your lips. He looks comfortable with his hair down, cute with sleepy features across his face, and warm with how he's snuggling into you right now. as if you weren't close enough, he snuggled more, his hands rested on the small of your back as he caressed it gently. Without a thought, Jacob's face leans closer to you, eyes still closed, and lips leaving a peck on your forehead. when he realizes that you're now facing him, his eyes open, still sleepy from the cold weather.

You giggled, "Still sleepy?" You asked in a whisper. Jacob responded with a shy grin, his cheeks painted with pink.

Jacob hummed, "It feels cold." He says as he snuggles closer, pulling you into his warmth until your cheeks rest on his chest. You chuckled at his excuse to hug you tighter.

"Is this warm enough?" You asked as you let yourself listen to his heartbeat. His plain white shirt felt soft and comfortable over his toned chest. "Hm..." Jacob hummed again in agreement, "Do you still want to take a road trip?" He asked, voice gentle as ever.

It is a request you have asked since you came here. The roads fascinated you during your travels so you wanted to capture more of those views while on a lovely drive with your boyfriend. The strikingly beautiful scenery of the mountains acted like a curtain hiding another beautiful scenery of the sea and sky, where the road you were driving in was a stage. The shore below the mountains intermingled with the green patches of an exquisite beach.

However, as you get ready in the morning, the rain didn't stop so it hindered the two of you from going on a ride. The gloomy sky painted the bright scenery with dark clouds.

You didn't complain though. There's no way this gets more comfortable with the two of you just feeling each other's warmth. You can't deny that Jacob has always made you feel at home, like he's your safe place. It's the same for Jacob. Both of you prefer a peaceful time with just the two of you. Talking about yourselves, your memories and your dreams, and sometimes you let silence fill the place but you're both still comfortable.

Sometimes you stay at home or go out or take a short drive just anywhere. But this moment is like a photo captured in serendipity. Nothing else in your mind can compete with how safe you feel right now, embracing the love of your life in a cozy bed as you watch the rain drizzle behind your windows with the green terrain from afar.

This is home. It's not always a place, sometimes it's an instance where you just feel safe without worries.

"No," you say as you look up at him. The beat of your heart almost burst when you met his gaze, "can we stay like this for a little more instead?" You pouted, delightfully staring at Jacob's pretty face. He gave you a smile that could have been the brightest thing you've seen for the day.

Jacob lifts his upper body and props his elbow on his pillow. "Alright," he says as he pulls up the blanket and looks at you with a silly expression, "we can stay like this all day, if you like."

"Jakey, what—" It made you smile and laugh, and in a few moments, you're both under the blankets tickling each other and laughter filled the room.

Home. Your person is your home.

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hcuyk · 2 years

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[11:27AM]

“I don’t think sneaking out of the cafeteria is a good idea,” you mumble as you pick the sandwich off of your tray, cringing at the sight of it before putting it back down. “I knew I should’ve brought my own lunch.”

With a sigh, you allow your head to fall back against the lockers. It feels out of place to be eating lunch in the middle of the hallway, but Jacob sits right beside you, completely content with his decision.

“Blame the school. It’s their fault for expecting all students to fit in one cafeteria,” he retorts. He watches you with a raised eyebrow before slyly snatching your sandwich when you aren’t looking.

“Okay, sure, whatever. I’m not against breaking the school rules, but you do know that no one knows we’re together, right?” You turn your head to look at your lover, lips contorting into a pout. “What if someone walks past us? What if that person is someone we know? So what then? What if we get caug-”

You’re interrupted with Jacob’s lips on yours, unexpectingly pulling you in for an intimate kiss.

“I’ll do that,” he nonchalantly responds after parting from you. He takes a bite out of the sandwich he stole, completely ignoring your shocked state, before continuing to speak with a full mouth.

“And if someone walks by, I’ll just make it longer.”

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tbzxnight · 3 years

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honeymoon paradise

warning: nsfw, contains smut, public sex.

You're lying on the mess of white sheets, lit by the silver moonlight that shimmered through the mosquito net that surrounded your king-sized bed. It had been a long couple of months planning (and executing) everything for the wedding. The wedding was perfect but what you were most looking forward to was the honeymoon, finally some alone time with you and your now husband, Jacob. You and Jacob had arrived in your Bali retreat house a few hours ago and you were already contemplating packing everything back home and moving here permanently.

Jacob had been the one who planned the whole honeymoon, wanting to surprise you like he sweetheart he is. You had to admit, he's outdone himself. The whole house is made out of bamboo and has an open concept with walls only for the washroom while everything else was basically outdoors with no windows or doors. From the bed you two were lying on, the view of the lush valley was stunning combined with the only sounds being of nature and the fact that there was not another soul anywhere close by - it really felt like you were the only two people in your own personal paradise.

You and him have barely had any time for yourselves in the past few months so this felt like a dream. Jacob's lying next to you, propped up on his elbow, fingers tracing along the short hem of your button-up silk top. You're looking up at the moon, full, beautiful and shining bright, among the expanse of twinkling stars surrounding it. Soft R&B music playing in the background, your toes moving along to the beat.

His long fingers unbutton the bottom of your shirt, slow and deliberate; your body tenses up slightly out of pure instinct. His eyes flicker up to yours and as he tilts his head to the side and raises his eyebrows, you smile at him and give a slight nod. He was such an angel, you trusted him completely and wholeheartedly. He held your gaze as he undid the rest of the buttons, as he pulled open your top. He lowers his head, bathing your stomach with hot breath. You exhale, your fingers grip the sheets as he drags his bottom lip up your body to your chest.

“Tell me what you want,” he whispers, his fingers feeling up your sides, squeezing your skin occasionally, “I’ll give you everything, even the stars.” You sit up and he follows suit, sitting up too, with his legs stretched out. Wordlessly, you climb into his lap so you’re facing him, legs wrapped around his waist and hands on his shoulders. He rests his hands on your hips, his honey-coloured eyes lighting up as he stares back at you, mesmerized by your actions. You lean down to kiss him on the neck, unbuttoning his top, at the same time, and caressing your fingers along his collarbone.

He shivers slightly as you nip and suck little pink bruises along his collarbone, making your way up his neck, his jawline, stopping at his ear. “You know what I want, baby - I want you,” you say softly into his earlobe between nibbles, one hand on his cheek. Under you, you feel him getting harder. Without thinking, he brings your ass down on him and starts moving you so you’re grinding on him. He looks so pretty as he lets out little moans, eyes shut tight, and mouth slightly open. You kiss him then, deep and intense; everything else goes out of focus, it’s only the two of you. You’re both so focused on the pleasure, lost in desire.

Your arms snake around his neck and you run your hands through his soft hair, pulling occasionally when he grinds up into you hard, eliciting a muffled moan from you. He breaks the kiss, panting, “I can’t take this, I can’t wait anymore,” he says, as he lifts you up. He doesn't even bother taking off your panties, just moves them to the side, as you stroke him gently, and sit down on him, slowly taking all of him in. He inhales sharply, holding his breath, and exhales with a groan when he’s completely inside you.

His hands hold your hips, guiding your hips to move you up and down, at a slow, tender pace. You're both letting out quiet moans, his grip on your hips tightening as you move on him. The pace is slow but the position you were in, on his lap with your legs around him, along with how big he was, made him hit your sweet spot every time he filled you up completely. He was hitting you so deep, you just felt so full, so satisfied. You look down to Jacob and see he has a beautifully fucked out look on his face, eyes screwed shut, and pink lips shaped in a perfect "o".

You start to roll your hips, pulling him in closer to you so his head was resting against your chest. He lets out a low groan, his hands move to your ass, squeezing hard. He starts to thrust up into you, faster and more intense, holding onto you for support. He's pounding into you while pulling and pushing your body up and down, his grip on your ass tightening as he's chasing his high. You're both moaning so loudly, so close to coming undone. You clench around him, your nails scratching his back, letting out little whines.

His relentless pumping and your clenching around him reaches a breaking point as you both come, hard, harder than you've ever come before. Your arms tightly wound around each other, holding onto each other for dear life. Your head resting on his, chests rising and falling together in unison. Warming each other up, just the two of you.

🖤

Note: just in case anyone is curious (or maybe for imaginative purposes) about the honeymoon place I thought of while writing, it is this gorgeous retreat house.

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changminurheart · 3 years

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min’s writings.

younghoon :: 18:59

juyeon :: 16:50 18:42 23:15 the proposal. & untitled baseball player juyeon wip & fly me to the moon (teaser) ; part of the “kidult collab” & i quit drinking. & just think it was the wind.

chanhee :: 10:37 22:04 just friends: one two teaser (onhold.)

changmin :: 23:36 20:22 21:06 just friends : one two teaser (onhold) & take the first step towards me : teaser + sneak peek & dance with my demons

sunwoo :: 11:10 08:41 colours of love. & forever isn’t forever. & squid game ‘red light, green light’ au. & what happens in vegas stays in vegas

eric :: 12:42 project sugar daddy (teaser) & and the night was made for loving.

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babytaes · 2 years

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eternal soul

pairing: jacob x reader

genre: fluff, slice of life

warning: none

part of the welcome to the forest- serenity

Your manager cheerfully told you, "The tables weren't going to wipe themselves," as she ordered you to the upstairs cafe.

As you walked up the stairs, you faked a smile as you collected the towel and cleaning supplies.

"Two more weeks and I'll be free." As you took a big breath and made your way to the rear table first, you continued reminding yourself.

The coffee shop's pinnacle was the upstairs cafe. Although the downstairs had more space, the upstairs had more space for sleeping, studying, and almost anything else.

And yes, anything. You shrugged sharply, recalling the day you caught some teens attempting to produce children up here.

What a day that was.

Anyway, as you wiped aimlessly from table to table, your heart beats quicker as you recalled the events of the day before.

---

The sudden chilly hands made you shudder. As you yelp, his arm wrapped around your body like a snake.

With their typical rowdiness, he and his handful of friends had entered the store.

As he placed his head in the crook of your shoulder, he grinned at you. After you pushed him away, you shushed the guys with a wave of your hand.

"If you don't calm down, I'll have to kick you all out." As the boys made their way to the cashier, your voice quivered with laughter as you said, "Just hurry up and order."

While you typed the sum on the cash register, Jacob whispered in your ear.

"You wouldn't throw me out, would you?"

You push him from behind the register, snickering as you watch him smirk.

"You know you can't come back here. There are no special privileges.”

While you started making their drinks, he pouted as he sat down with a few of his friends and conversed.

As you observed more and more people enter the cafe, the mood began to quiet down. Despite the fact that your shift was far from finished, the presence of them and him made you feel better.

You gladly (annoyingly) grinned as you heard your boss call you over to clean up the upstairs area.

“Got it.”

As you grab the mop and bucket you take your sweet time as you arrive. This was your safe haven; you preferred being up here, away from prying eyes.

It gives you a sense of security and serves as a reminder of all the wonderful experiences you've built here. By yourself and with others.

Your eyes connected with Jacob's body as you put the items down and hurried over to his spot. As you sighed, the body of a weary young woman dropped across his lap.

“I don’t want to do this anymore, I deserve a break. Right Jacob?”

His warm chuckle sent you grinning as he tapped your tired body.

"How about you go on a health outing with me to light up your dull and unpleasant life." Gasping at that final word made you hit his shoulder as you both snickered.

"I mean, you're not entirely wrong...but I'm not sure."

Your eyes meet his as the creaminess melts your espresso stained heart as he cocks his head.

"Come on y/n, a pleasant excursion with your number one person."

Your cheeks flush somewhat as you peer down and away.

"I definitely deserve a break!" you exclaimed as you bounced up and pulled Jacob in for an embrace as you spin around like young kids.

"I love you, Jacob—" you halted, your eyes widening as you slowly turned to face Jacob.

As he mirrored your exact movements, it felt like you were gazing in a mirror. Gradually putting your hand over your mouth you coughed as he grinned

“Wait-“

You pushed his body toward the steps as you watched him descend the steps, not allowing him to say anything.

"Bye Jacob, Kevin show him out. See you all later"

As he walked out of the store, his crimson face flushed as he said goodbye in hushed tones.

“Umm, okay?”

---

You let out a big sigh as you dropped the rag on the table and you heard a loud ruckus downstairs.

As he stooped over to collect his breath, his feet didn't take long to reach you.

"Y/n, y/n...just wait a few seconds.”

You can see his back move as he inhales and exhales deeply, his muscles contracting with each movement.

Jacob laughs, lifting his head as he strolls over to you. .

“that thing you said yesterday... Did you mean that?”

Tenderly, you draw nearer to him as you whisper in his ear.

"I suppose we'll find out on this trip." As you left him speechless, your lips made their way to his cheek.

“Wait, y/n, come back. "Please tell me"

Watching him mope as he trailed after you made your face gleam as he quickly shot questions at you.

You were looking forward to this relationship, and he was too!

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

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iovnyu · 2 years

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10:17pm

content: sad, jacob x gn!reader, death

a/n: hello!! i was feeling sad so i wrote this! i kinda wrote it with @hvae in mind but only bc you wanted a jacob timestamp/work LOL,,, i would have wrote something happy but i didn’t knwo what to write about... anyways remember to look at the request guide here before you ask for one !!

jacob loved walking down your neighborhood. everything about it was just comforting -- from the trees with beautiful flowers to the chalk on the floor from little kids. it made him feel nostalgic and warmed his heart. your neighborhood was quiet and everyone seemed to know each other.

walking down the street, jacob stopped by one of the houses that had pretty flowers in their front yard. he looked down and smiled as his eyes scanned for the perfect flowers. he is never the type to take something from someone’s yard but he made a mental note to apologize to the owner on his way back.

kneeling, jacob grabbed a couple of flowers that varied in beautiful hues. “she would love these.” he says, smiling to himself. grabbing a hair tie he kept in his pocket from a few days ago, he tied it around the stems and began his way to you.

little did he know, from the window of the house he stole the flowers from, the owner quickly put on their shoes. they observed him while he was admiring the flowers and knew that he probably had someone to give it to. deciding not to butt in and ruin his smile, they want to see if this person of his is worthy of their flowers.

following behind jacob -- in a not so creepy way, they realize how long he has been walking for. they notice how his posture has become more secluded (?) and wary. he now has his head down low and paid attention to his footsteps.

after finally turning down a street, they stopped abruptly. they knew where they were since they visited this place often. looking up at jacob, they felt their heart tighten.

they decided to leave him be and walk back to their house. somewhat connecting with the random stranger who stole their flowers. they figure that they will just plant more flowers for him incase he wants to take anymore.

jacob looked up and entered the gate. the security guard already knew him as he visited everyday and let him go through. jacob gave him a little nod and walked along the (really) grassy path.

upon arriving, jacob smiled again -- but this time, he didn’t know whether it was real or fake. feeling his eyes water, he sat down on the grass and gently put the makeshift bouquet at your gravestone.

“i got you flowers.” he says, wiping away his tears. “they remind me of you and how pretty you are.”

“i miss you y/n.”

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ethereal-engene · 1 year

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Radiant Rec List #4 (hyung line)

please give all of your love to these lovely writers!! I have had the time of life with these fics and enjoy reading!!

full rec list for tbz

Quick Key: [F] - fluff | [A] - angst | [H] - humor/crack | [S] - suggestive

all of hyung line

pay attention to me by @cupidjyu | [F]

Sangyeon

Allergies by @kyufessions | [F] (fun fact I am actually allergic to cats too so I loved this but also you will def. see more works from Eden on my fic rec list)

trick or treat by @bus-stop-to-kpop | [F]

delicate by @atbzkingdom | [F] + [A] (mostly slice of life tbh)

tattle-tale by @sankyeom | [F] + [H]

peony from flower series by @kyufessions | [F] + lil bit of [A]

Jacob (Joonyoung)

And They Were Roommates! (SMAU series) by @sankyeom | [F] + [H] + lil bit of [A]

Letters by @sankyeom | [F] + [A]

party people by @sungbeam | [F] + [H] + some [A] (SOFT SEXY JACOB PEOPLE !!!!!!)

Younghoon

leave the heartbreak behind by @aeonged | [F] + [A]

FIVE MEMORIES OF REALIZATION. by @tbzloonar | [F] + [A] (this was one of my first fics I read for tbz and my heart </33 so so good)

valentine by @jumilkies | [F] + [H] + [A] (SODFISODFIK this was so freaking good)

The C in CEO Stands For Cute by @sankyeom (omg another work from belle on here?? heck yeah)

letting go by @hvae | [F] + [A] (this concept was so sad but well written, I loved it sm 😭)

Hyunjae (Jaehyun)

neighbor by @jumilkies | [F] + [H] + lil bits of [A]

bad at being bad by @jeongjaebae | [F] + [H]

let’s play pretend by @sankyeom | [F] + [H]

Dynasty by @viastro | [F] + [A]

love playlist (SMAU series) by @juyoens | [F] + [H] + [A]

{11:13 AM} by @cafeseoulmate | [F]

last updated: 3/19/2023

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ppumeonae-bigvibe · 2 years

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“Take a rest. I’ll wake you up when we reach.” - Jacob

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“Hop in.” “Who? Me?”

Jacob raised an eyebrow incredulously at you from inside his car, his lips turning upwards, “Yes you. Hop in. I’ll give you a lift back home.” He definitely didn’t miss out on the fact that your face turned a shade redder at his offer.

Leaving his left hand on the steering wheel, leaned towards you who were still standing at the entrance of the company, “It wouldn’t be nice if I left you standing in the cold.” He supplied.

Jacob saw your resolve buckle as you finally reached out for the door handle, sliding into the car next to him. “There we go! Let’s buckle you in~!” Pulling the black seatbelt over you, he securely strapped you in as you stared dumbfounded at him, “I...could have done that myself, but thank you, Leader-nim.”

“We’re out of the company. You can just call me by my name.” Jacob waved you off and begin driving, eyes occasionally darting to you. You got comfortable as you rattled off your home address and Jacob keyed that into the GPS system.

“Didn’t expect you to be working this late. I thought you had went off with Juyeon, Kevin or Changmin.” You sheepishly rubbed the back of your neck, “Chanhee needed some help with with the excel sheets, but he left a little earlier because he needed to do something.”

“And by earlier you meant just after Juyeon and Changmin left?” Jacob knew you a little too well. “Yeah, but it’s alright I didn’t have any other engagement after work.” You (rather adorably) defended your colleagues as Jacob flicked the lights, signaling that he was going to turn right. He glanced at you as you stifled a yawn. As expected of his most hardworking junior working with him.

“Take a rest. I’ll wake you up when we reach.” Jacob assured. You were mid-yawn when your eyes widened, “I...can?” “I can’t stop you for taking a short nap, right?” Jacob teased back. As the car slowed to a stop at the traffic light, he grabbed the blanket and draped it over you.

“Sleep.” He firmly stated, patting you on the head twice before returning his attention to the road. “Thank you...Jacob.” You tucked the blanket under your chin as your eyes fluttered close. He couldn’t help but smile at your vulnerable sight, unlike your usual serious and uptight self.

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mywonuderful · 3 years

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Sweet n' Sour Chicken

anon request: hi, can I request a fluffy college au with Jacob from the boyz? 🥺

pairing: college!jacob x college!reader

genre: college au, fluff

warning: cursing and some anatomy terms for those KINE students out there

a/n: thanks for the request anon! I had lots of fun writing this so I hope you like it :)

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You knew you fucked up.

2 minutes

You sprinted, your bag swinging in all directions as you opened the doors of the building, jumped ran down the stairs and finally reached the doors of your practicum.

‘it literally take 10 minutes for me to travel from one building to another. why does my practicums have to be on opposite side of the campus?’ You caught your breath, wiping the sweat that was falling from the side of your face. You peaked through the half opened door, hearing the instructor explain the lab as you scanned the room for any empty seats.

'Second last row, beside the guy in a demin jacket' You took note as you quietly opened the door, hoping the instructor doesn't noticed as you tippy toed your way to the empty seat.

"Excuse me." You pointed at the empty seat beside him. He mouthed a 'sorry' before he moved his guitar bag and stood up for you to pass through. You eyes lingered at the guitar for a moment before you threw your bag on the table, chugging your water.

'A musical major taking an anatomy course? What is he thinking?' You resting your head on your hand, glancing over at him, observing his appearance. His hair was dyed to a honey brown color, looking soft as a pillow. He was wearing a demin jacket with a plaid and t-shirt underneath and you could hear his metal accessories clink every so often when he moved.

“Miss ‘late for the nth time’"You heard your instructor yell as you snapped to reality.

“Yes!” You answered, immediately feeling embarrassed as you knew he was calling for you.”

“You’ll be pairing up with Jacob, the guy you’ve been staring at for the past 5 minutes.” The guy so called named Jacob turned to look at you as you darted your head away, cheeks heating up as you heard a few people chuckle. The teacher went on explaining the purpose and procedure of the labs as you had your hand on your forehead, staring down at the sheet of paper as you mentally cursed at yourself for always being late and for checking out the man who turned out to be your lab partner. The room was filled with student’s voices overlapping each other as everyone got to work. You faced the wall, too ashamed to face your lab partner as you heard him clear his throat, trying to get your attention.

“Hey, so I’m Jac-”

“I am not interested in you.” You cut him off as his eyes widen from your statement. “I wasn’t checking you out.”

"Umm. Okay.” He slowly nodded, as you followed, whisper a ‘yeah, not interested’ to reassure yourself.

“I didn’t ask.” Your eyes looked up to his as you both stared at each other before he broke into a smile. “Anyways, I’m Jacob.” He stuck out his hand, waiting for you to shake it.

“And I am sick and tired of labs.” You rolled your eyes. He still hand has hand extended, waiting for you to shake it as you narrowed your eyes at him, noting his unique behavior. “Y/N.” you shook his hand.

“Shall we get started on this practicum then?”

"Let me just say this first." He looked at you, waiting to continue as you lost your words for a second in his eyes. "We're going to get this over with, then part ways and never see each other again okay? I don't care what mark I get in this lab nor do I really care in general about labs." You looked at him, regretting the words that left your mouth.

"Cool. let's get started then?" Your heart stung from his response as you hesitantly nodded your head.

Unlike what you said, the both of you didn't part ways and never see each other again after that lab. Instead, you would purposely accidently meet him in lectures, other courses and around the campus where you found out that the two of you shared many common interests and that the both of you were in the same program. As those 'unexpected' encounters became more and more regular, your interest in him become more and more clear as his quiet, soft yet observed actions would always catch you off guard. But whenever that happens, you made sure to not like your feelings get in your way, as you know you aren't up for that kind of commitment.

"Where does the mandible articulate?"

"Uh... temporal bone?"

"Good. What joint does the mandible and temporal bone form?" You pressed your brows together, deep in thought. "We went through this 10 minutes ago."

"Cut me some slack, Jacob. I can only stuff so much information in this small brain." He smiled at your response. "Why do you always smile in the most unexpected moments? If you keep this up, I don't know what I'll end up doing." You mumbled to yourself as he waited for your answer

"That didn't sound like the rig-"

"I don't know! The temporalmandible joint or something?" You gave up as he slightly nodded. "Wait, did you hear what I said before that?" Panic started to form as you felt the cold sweat in your hands

"Close. Temporomandibular joint. And no, it just sounded longer than the actual answer." He corrected as you groaned, banging your forehead on the table as he slid his hand under so you won't end up bruising your forehead. "You're going to lose brain cells if you keep banging your head." You shot your head up, looking at him with a defeated face.

"But I'm already stupid!" You cried as he shook his head, patting your head.

"I'm joking. It takes more than just banging your head." You glared at him.

"Then why get me all worked up?"

"So you could stop ruining that beautiful forehead of yours?" I'm sorry but that sounds weird even as a complement You leaned back, taken by surprised before you snapped back to reality. "Look, there's a little trick on memorizing it. Just combine the two words together." He pointed at the pictures on the computer as you tried to focus. He would lean closer to you every so often as he pointed at the diagrams as your heart would race when he did.

"So the joint connecting the tibia and fibula would be the tibiofibular joint?" You asked as you pointed at the picture. He turned to look at you with wide eyes before he broke out into a chuckle.

"Correct!" The both of you laughed as the remaining of your study session went on.

By the time the two of you were finished with studying, it was already the late evening as one of the cafe employee came over to inform the customers that it was closing time. You glanced out the window, seeing rain drops slowly fall. Jacob was packing up beside you, as he followed your vision.

"The weather forecast did say it'll rain these couple of days." He mentioned as you stared out the evening sky, rain drops falling harder by the second.

"God, even mother nature hates me." You sighed as you packed your things, hearing a chuckle from him. "What? You find it amusing that the world is despises me?" He shook his head, waving his hand in denial.

"You're wrong. The whole world doesn't hate you."

"Then who doesn't?"

"There's me." You were zipping up your bag, stopping midway as you lifted your head to look up at him. He had a soft expression on his face, as your cheeks started to tint up.

"Geez, I thought I was weird but I'm starting to question who's the weird one here" You threw the bag over your shoulder as you opened the door, holding your textbooks over your head as you were about to ran to the nearest building when he suddenly grabbed your arm.

"I've got you covered." He opened his umbrella, lifting it over your head.

"Actually, the umbrella has us covered." You stated in a matter of fact tone as he laughed, lightly pulling your arm closer to him as the both of you started walking. He suggested that you stay over at his place for the time being knowing that you usually bus home. The two of you walked in silence as you took in the sound of the wind and raindrops hitting the tops of the umbrella, his grip still around your arm. He unlocked the door and turned on the lights, before gesturing you to enter first while he flicks off the remaining droplets. To your surprise, it was a little bigger than expected for a home for one person. You found yourself wandering around as he closed the door, taking off his shoes and jacket. You placed your bag down on the couch and sat down as you looked out the window, seeing the weather get more and more intense.

"Doesn't seem like the rain will calm down anytime soon." He spoke from the opened kitchen. You hummed in response, eyes found its way on a display of pictures of when he was younger with his family, brother and friends. You stood up, walking over to take a closer look as a smile appeared on your face.

"Ah, those were when I was in the volleyball and basketball team." He stated, offering you a cup of hot tea and you nodded, sitting back down as he took a seat next to you. You didn't know where to look as you stared out the window.

"Do you like the rain?" He asked to break the silence.

"No, I absolutely hate it." You turned to look at him. "I don't know where else to look." You admitted as he laughed.

"You sure are one bright person." You spoke, taking a sip. "Compared to someone like me."

"What do you mean? I find you bright as well." He snickered at his compliment.

"Not at all. I've already come into terms with my sour personality. It's just who I am. Someone who's better off alone and unbothered." He was deep in thought as you peeked over, trying to read him. "Why did you decide to be friends with me?"

"I didn't. It was you who asked for my number for the lab assignment." He pointed at you as you gasped, taken back.

"You're just trying to be funny now."

"Then tell me you didn't purposely go the opposite way so that you would 'bump' into me." You avoided his eyes, feeling ashamed that he taught on to your actions

"I can't confidently say that I didn't to it on purpose. But I swear, half- no not have, three forth of time it weren't on purpose!" You defended yourself before the two of you broke into laugher.

"How about we order some take-out? I don't think going out to grab food in the rain would be ideal with the weather being like this."

"I like your thinking. What should we order?"

An hour passed after you ordered as both of you would exchange short conversations here and there.

"You must be a pretty athletics person. Seeing how many awards you've won." His eyes were fixed on the trophies, a small smile upon his face.

"You could say so. How about you? Do you play any sports?"

"Nope. The most athletic thing I've done is run from practicums to practicums." You chuckled as he joined. The doorbell rang as you stood up to answer before he told you to sit down. He thank the delivery man and paid as he locked the door, placing the takeout on the coffee table.

He took out the takeout containers, opening them as your eyes landed on a particular dish.

"Sweet and sour chicken? I didn't remember us ordering that." He brought out some plates and took a seat beside you, knees brushing as he sat down.

"I added it last minute. Craved it, I guess." He replied as you nodded, not caring as the both of you started to eat.

"Say, I remember you carrying a guitar case the first time we met." You spoke as he looked up, trying to recall.

"Ah yeah, it was for a band I'm in." Your eyebrow rose, noting that he was an all rounder.

"Talk about being Mr. Perfect." You stuffed your face with rice.

"I still lack a lot." You choked on your rice as he immediately patted your back, opening a bottle water for you to drink.

"Lack *cough* my *cough* ass" you took a sip. "If you still 'lack a lot' then what does that make me? A complete failure?"

"What? No! Why do you talk so lowly of yourself?" His voice was serious. "You always compliment others but you can't seem to take a compliment on yourself."

"Wha- I have no idea what you're talking about." You put down your utensils.

"Are you finished with this? If you are then let's clean up." He started cleaning up the empty and dirty containers, you quietly following as you wondered why he suddenly jumped subjects. After cleaning up, you sat on the floor as he sat on the couch, the awkward silence was floating heavily around you.

"Hey Y/N." You looked up at him, the back on your head resting on the couch. "Can I tell you something? You have to hear me out though." You nodded, as he started playing with his fingers, trying to put together his words as you found his actions adorable, a giggle escape d your lips as you coughed to cover it up

"Stop thinking so small of yourself. You're not a failure nor does the world hate you. In fact, I find you very admirable in many ways." You shifted your body to face his. "Maybe if you see it in my eyes, you'll know just how amazing you are." You could see the blush across his cheeks, you bit your lip, feeling confused yet lighten from his words.

"Why?" He met yours eyes. "After seeing my personality, the way I act and talk. Why do you still hang out with me?" You answered.

"Do you want me to answer truthfully?" He stood up as you nodded, before he left to go into his room, coming back out with his guitar.

"I've been working on this song but the lyrics isn't ready but I have the instrumental down. Do you want to hear it?" You shrugged your shoulder, mumbling a 'why not,' feeling a little disappointed that he still didn't answer your question. He started strumming an upbeat yet sentimental tune. You found yourself swaying your head back and forth where when Jacob saw, he broke out into a smile as the both of you chuckled.

"Wow. You really are talented." You applauded as he shyly smiled

"There's a reasoning why I wrote this piece." He looked down at his guitar, stroking the strings lightly. "There someone who is so mentally strong no matter how hard the world is in her eyes. She carries herself well, not caring what others think or say about her. I find it admirable that she's so strong but then again, she doesn't realize it herself. I find myself attracted to her, even when she finds that her personality is sour, but I find it rather sweet." You stared right into his eyes as he would avoid them time to time. "And that's why this song is called sweet and sour."

"Like the sweet and sour chicken?" You tilted your head

"Yeah you could say that."

"So who's is she?" You leaned in, feeling a little upset that it wasn't you but nonetheless, anticipated. He placed his guitar to the side, resting his elbows on his knees, leaning in to you.

"If I told you, would you believe me?" He whispered. His eyes would glance down at your lips as your heart started to race.

"I mean, why wouldn't I?"

"It's you." Your eyes popped out, leaning back from surprised but Jacob held on to your shoulders. He slowly inches closer, your eyes shutting before you felt his lips on yours. You instantly smiled, you feeling his lips curving up as well. As you parted, he brushed a strand of hair behind your ear, both of you in a blushing mess.

"I guess you can say our relationship is like a sweet and sour chicken. Unique and irresistible." He smirked as you playfully punched his knee, exchanging flushed glances and laughter.

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halaboyz · 3 years

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–– ANGEL // JACOB.

pairing: non-idol! jacob x fem! reader genre: angst word count: 2.6k warnings: profanities, mentions of smoking and alcohol, no more that i know of

you let your bag on the floor, literally dragging your feet to the couch to throw yourself into.

burrowing your head on the display pillow, he, once again, had started to flood your mind.

it was better in the day. always better in the day. if nights meant crying your heart out because of him then you'd rather indulge yourself to death with tons and tons of paper to work on.

nights always- and have never failed after his disappearance, meant you overthinking of how you met him, and how the tragedy started.

"i'll be there for you, i'll help you," the voice has started, and you push yourself up to stare at the television in front of you, the dim lights of your flat surrounding you.

"i'm here for you,"

"but you aren't." you groan out in frustration, shaking your head furiously as if it made the voices in your head fade.

"i care for you," a series of jacob's smile flashes in your mind, as you're still shaking your head.

"no! you don't.." you trampled everything in sight- the pillows, the papers in your coffee table left untouched. "fuck you jacob, fuck you for making me feel."

feeling your heart wilt all over again, you wonder- are you even still alive to live?

you prop the cigarette stick in between your lips, rummaging your pockets for a lighter.

“shit,” you scoff, taking the stick out of your lips to throw when you can’t find your own lighter.

you squint, huffing to find your seat on the corner of the rooftop and seizing the moment to look at the view of the city.

“o-oh..” a voice trembles the moment his eyes landed on your back, “h-hello..” he timidly makes his way over to you under your glare.

“i don’t think you know me,” you mumble under your breath, smirking at him.

“oh, i know who you are!” he cheerfully sits beside you, making you flinch. “you’re y/n!”

“and you think that’s all?” you raised your eyebrows at him, leaning closer to have a good look at his face.

angelic.

the way you roam your eyes on his frail body- slouching under your radar, and to his facial features, you already took a liking to this man.

“..do i need to know more..” he anxiously gives an awkward laugh, clearing his throat and looking away from your eyes that bore to his.

“haven’t heard any rumors?” you confidently craned your neck, letting your index finger twirl on the back of his palm that was laying on the seat. “you’re a first who even have the guts to step 5 feet close to me, you’re interesting,”

and that’s how your interest turned into something more.

jacob was the first friend you had made in years. because of your strong image, everyone around you- everyone in the school loathed your presence. you didn’t do anything too gore, so you didn’t understand. you weren’t one to live up to anyone’s expectations, nor to care what anyone says.

but the mere interest of living up to what everyone says.. burned something inside you.

she’s intimidating.

they say so you become intimidating in everyone’s eyes.

she’s an alcoholic.

so you drink whenever someone familiar is in your range of sight.

she smokes.

you never smoked. just thinking about it when you were younger made you vomit. trying it at bad times.. it had become a habit. so you did.

she’s a bad influence.

so you messed up with your grades, messed up everything in the path of your dreams, messed up everything in your life.

that interest of fucking yourself up from the first month of your school year here was the same interest you had for your first friend, jacob.

dangerous.

“why.. are you like this?” two years into your so-called friendship with jacob, he had finally asked the million-dollar question.

you had never shown him your vulnerability. you had never planned to. but why.. why the hell do you have the urge to tell him?

why can he see through you?

he patiently looked right to your eyes, his eyes slowly flattering to show his interest and that he’s not rushing you to say anything.

all you ever showed him was a smile and your big fat interest on him, and jacob knows everyone has a reason to their smiles.

and he even admits, recently, his reason was you.

he wants to know, desperately, why you always plaster a fake smile on your face. if it weren’t for other people’s impressions of you, anyone could see it. so jacob saw it.

he didn’t let the other’s words get to him, nor did he judge you with his own eyes.

his guts never failed him.

“hm.. i’ve never thought about that,” you pursed your lips, shrugging at the question.

but he sees how you anxiously shift your eyes away from him when he looks back at you.

“okay..” he gives you a small smile, letting you breathe.

you think of the words to say, trying to make him feel better.

“it’s nothing really,” you assure him, your usual confidence flown away with the wind.

“i don’t believe you.. but okay, i shouldn’t push you if you don’t like to talk about it,” jacob smiles at you, taking ahold of your hand and caressing it.

that small affection he showed you made your heart beat miles, making you blurt out everything you know that you will regret.

“it’s my family,” you start the conversation one day, heaving a deep sigh. “i was always the perfect student in their eyes. so they know i won’t need their attention so much until they started to neglect me- like, quite literally.” you chuckle, trying to lighten the situation. taking a glance at jacob, you meet his focused eyes on yours.

he understands.

what you’re feeling right at that moment, felt so foreign. its on the pit of your stomach, and you can’t fathom if it felt good, or bad.

but right now, as you stare right through jacob’s eyes, nothing mattered.

you liked him.

“and?” jacob chuckles, seeing you so lost under his eyes. jacob saw- knew, that at that moment, you liked him, and the y/n he knows.. is right there, in front of his eyes.

“o-oh.. uh,” you scratched your head, trying to remember what you were talking about. “we drifted apart.. they left, of course- the money is still there then..” you flash him a small smile, “the assumptions of the new school came,” you wink at him, your pouted lips pointing around the grounds of the school. “even after all my mess, they aren’t there.” you never, ever felt the need to feel apart from your parents. someone apart from your parents is disappointed in you? who cares? you broke someone's heart? who cares? you just wanted your parents’ attention. not anybody else's.

“how about a change?” jacob cranes his neck with a big smile on his face.

“i just told you that even if i’m the most perfect person out there, they won’t-,”

“i’ll be here,” jacob deadpans, “i’ll be there beside you, and every step of the way, i’ll help you,” shrugging his shoulders, he lightly bumps your side as you lightly grip on your can of beer, looking ahead to the lights of the whole city.

you didn’t utter a word. you simply stared ahead, swallowing the big lump on your throat that kept on appearing, the lingering words of jacob still on your mind.

“i’ll take that silence as a yes,” jacob huffs and jumps out of his seat, dusting his pants off.

“you know, change is bad,” you chuckle, taking the last sip from your beer.

jacob laughs as he walks to your hidden stack of beer in the corner of the rooftop of the school, still amused you had managed to sneak a box in.

“change will never be always bad, unless you make it one, y/n,” he throws you another one, and you open it without hesitation.

“why would i change when nobody even bats an eyelash my way,” you smirk, raising an eyebrow.

“i care for you,”

it was just one. one sentence that made you believe in people once again. made you believe that maybe, the world is still worth living in.. if jacob was there.

someone is there to believe in you. someone cares for you.

someone is there. jacob is there.

you love him for that.

you love him for everything he did for you- even if it was just standing beside you through thick and thin. you love him even when just flashes you a smile, even with the mere words “you can do it, i believe in you, i am here for you,” assured you at times you needed it.

you were sure of it.

you were more than sure that jacob felt the same way. you were more than sure that if he didn’t, he wouldn’t have had so much patience with you, or have stayed with you.

you were sure of it, not until that day.

jacob always saw the glint in your eyes. he always did because he knew.

and he felt sorry.

he liked you, he did, really.

just not like how you did with him.

jacob saw how you did your best changing not for anyone else but for yourself and him, how you quickly picked up your grades, how you quit smoking and how you cut down your drinking habits, and lastly, how easy you now found to smile at everyone around you.

of course, jacob definitely knows how he is partly the reason how you changed, drastically at that.

“let’s have a friends night out, shall we?” jacob offers, whipping his head to look at you, and the smallest drop of your smile came noticed to him.

“sure, i’ll bring soju, would that be okay?” you quickly covered your hurt expression with excitement,

jacob nods and purses his lips, continuing to plan for the night not bothering to try and make you feel better.

the night comes, and as much as you had cut down drinking, you have enjoyed that night.

jacob didn’t drink much though, afraid that he might- no, he does something he regrets.

“jacob,” you drag his name, as jacob turns to look at you, a tint of pink already spread on your face, “i have to tell you something.. since graduation is around the corner.. and!.. college is almost there..” you chuckle, a slur in your voice as you twirled your index in front of his face.

jacob laughs at your state, humming to let you continue while he picks on the snack on the table.

“i like you..” you smile, cupping his cheeks to make him look at you. “no.. i love you even,” a dry laugh comes out of your mouth, seeing jacob’s hopeless face.

“y/n..”

“let me say my piece first, jacob.” you smile at him, still feeling anxious under influence. “you helped me change, jacob. you were there for me. you thought me how not all changes are bad and that.. i don’t need to please anyone but myself. though i did everything under your care..” you chuckle, “i love you,” after a few seconds of silence, you muttered the one thing jacob didn’t want you to say for the second time that night.

“y/n..” jacob ponders for awhile while looking at your half-drowsy eyes.

he doesn’t know.

he hasn’t drunk this much with you throughout the five years of your friendship, so he hadn’t seen you this drunk. he doesn’t know whether you’ll remember this the next day, or not.

he doesn’t know.

but he does it anyway.

“y/n,” he heaves a deep sigh, holding your hand. he lets you chuckle as you watch how jacob’s large hand envelops yours perfectly in your eyes. “i really, really want to..” tears flood in his eyes, only because he’s hurting that he was going to need to hurt you.

“what?” you hit his chest lightly with your free hand, keeping a cheesy smile on your face.

“i really want to like you,” jacob finally lets out a harsh breath, one that he thinks he’s been holding. “y/n, you have no idea how much i want to like you.”

your face clearly drops, suddenly feeling sober- but not quite. you wanted everything to just be a hallucination, to please be one of your imaginations. tears comes out from your eyes, but no words left your lips as you feel the urge to sob.

“you also don’t know how much i tried.. i tried falling in love with you. i..” he trails off, looking down at your hands. “i’m sorry..” his grip on yours loosens, until he finally tucks it on his pockets.

he watches you, watches how you process his words with the look on your face. blank, yet tears continue to flow out like river- unending, and full of emotions.

“i..” you mutter after awhile, still not calming down even with your harsh breathing. “okay,” you mumble, tugging the corners of your lips to a smile, letting your head hang around as if you’re that drunk.

you acted drunk, and jacob knew. jacob knows everything.

how could he? how could he look at at you so easily as if he doesn’t have any shame in rejecting you? how could he look at you as if nothing’s gonna change after your confession? how could he look at you.. as if he didn’t just hurt you?

right.

it wasn’t his fault you fell for him.

nothing was his fault.

yet that night, going home from yours, he cried.

at first, that was one thing he didn’t know that concerned you. he was positive his tears concerned you.

then it hit him.

he’s crying not because he’s just realizing his feelings for you- no, because he’s sure he doesn’t bore any feelings for you, but he’s crying because he hurt you.

he promised you he wouldn’t leave. he promised a lot of things, and he’s going to need to break it.

the next day, you remember every detail. you wanted to act like you didn’t, prepping a big smile on your face once jacob appears on sight.

he doesn’t.

he disappeared like a ghost, someone who flew and gone after giving you a lot.

change and a heartbreak, that is.

two years.

it’s been two years since the last time you’ve seen jacob, talked even.

you squint your eyes just after you opened it, the windows of your living room beaming sunlight right on you.

you sigh, seeing the mess you have made last night and your damp cheeks.

that night- a good dream or a nightmare, you don’t know, has been there, always been there to haunt? to make you reminisce that night to hurt you all over again? you just know that it was there every night for you to cry on the whole night, making your head pound until the day.

“jacob.. jacob bae,” you let out a dry scoff, tears still coming out of your eyes. just like how jacob did, unending.

you had never failed to curse him for a day, still the reason for your tears, the headache, and the pain you’ve been bearing on your heart.

“a fucking player in disguise of an angel,” you smirk, starting another day of the cycle you have been doing for the past two years.

whatever excuse came to mind cannot really explain why and how jacob disappeared just like that. but one thing was clear- at least for you.

he had changed you for the satisfaction of himself.

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happily | juyeon

bawdyboyz series: tbz as one direction songs

tbz!juyeon x fem!reader

gender: angst at start, fluff.

warnings: mention of alcohol, a slight discussion.

wc: 2758 words.

notes: my first story for juyeon and i dedicate it to my friend natalia. they complement each other in an incredible way and i wanted to bring something a little different than what we always said would be a relationship between the two of them. i hope you like it and, nath, don't kill me. i promise to make more stories about him for you!

✧ m.list ✧

Best friend in high school can mean, most of the time, first love in high school. Between you and Juyeon it would be no different. Best friends, first love for each other, first time in absolutely everything. It was like that until the end of high school where his family had to move to another country. He always said that he hated this instability of his father's job that had taken away a lot of important things from him - you were, without a doubt, one of those things - and Juyeon knew that keeping something away wasn't the same thing as always being close to you.

University. A year and a half without seeing him and not knowing anything else about him. For the anger – and a bit of childishness you later admitted – you felt that he had gone even though the boy wasn't to blame.

Lee Juyeon was back after two years away. He had changed, his hair longer and silkier and fluttering as the wind on campus beat against his face and consequently made the strands look messy. But even so, he was still handsome. And without having come to talk to you. Reason? Park Deokwan, your boyfriend of a few months.

Juyeon felt bile in his throat every time Jacob and Haknyeon talked about Deokwan and how they found you two. Your friends thought Juyeon might have gotten over you, he thought so too, but that's not what his heart said after seeing you at the first frat party after returning to that university.

You were always beautiful to him, you always left him with his heart racing and his eyes shining just at the sight of your body walking through the blinks of light in that room with the most beautiful clothes he had ever seen you wear. But why was Deokwan holding your hand? Why had he kissed you and you smiled at him? Why wasn't Juyeon there? He was hating to think of it that way, even more when you could see how happy you were. One thing he couldn't do.

“Hey man” Jacob carefully pushed his coffee cup towards Juyeon the day after the party “This will ease your hangover.”

“Thanks” Juyeon smiled and thanked him, drinking some of the dark, sugar-free liquid that made him instantly grimace “Really, Cobie?”

“Do you want glucose?” he smiled shyly seeing his friend agree “Or do you want something even stronger so you can forget about y/n?”

Juyeon was grateful for his instinct not to drink when Jacob started talking, or knew he'd have coffee on the table when he spit it out as soon as he heard him finish that sentence.

“Jacob Bae. Bae Joonyoung…”

"Don't call me that" the other guy defended himself "I'm just telling the truth" he shrugged his shoulders "And if it was a lie, you'd be more concerned with denying than scolding me."

Damn little friend shit, he thought as he finished his coffee. And as he faced that semester watching you and Deokwan in a romantic mood, coffee would be little to put up with all that thing he swore he couldn't.

“I can't still love her” Juyeon whimpered one Friday night, sitting on that lounge chair at his frat house listening to Sunwoo play the guitar.

“Anything is possible my friend” Eric raised his beer bottle in an imaginary toast and smiled “Just as there is a possibility that y/n is only with him now to make you jealous.”

"What?" Juyeon practically screamed. At that moment Sunwoo stopped running his fingers on the guitar string and stared at the two who were looking at each other without stopping.

“Eric, don't talk nonsense and don't give him false hope” Sunwoo tried to warn.

A bit of silence as the youngest sipped his beer, chuckling.

“Hey come on” he finished his drink in one gulp, leaning back from the porch frame and walking to the back door “Your relationship is gone, but my friendship with her has remained intact Lee. And you can be sure I know what I'm talking about.”

Eric really knew. He knew you liked Deokwan, but he was never able to fully surrender after Juyeon. Not that you didn't want to, you just couldn't be in someone's arms and thinking about your first – and only – love.

It was like a betrayal.

But Deokwan hadn't bonded with any of that, he barely knew about his past relationship with Juyeon. Just knew that he was from the circle of friends and that he was new to the university, and since Deokwan liked new friends, it was easy to invite Juyeon to almost every meeting and party. Even though you couldn't face him in most of them, but he was there. The cup in his hand and the rogue smile as he talked to everyone until his eyes met yours.

This was language without a single sound that you had to get out of there or something might happen. Something you've tried to hold on to until that moment.

“Y/n” his voice saying your name couldn't make your legs wobble so much. His heart almost popped out of his mouth and his fingers almost broke the cup of the beer bottle as he slowly closed the fridge door.

“Hi” you tried to look nonchalant with the fact that Juyeon was right there in the kitchen with you. Just the two of them at that party when he could be anywhere else.

“How long” not even he knew how to start a conversation, nervousness was evident as Juyeon ran his free hand through his hair in a failed attempt to hold your ground. Without even a sigh when you finally faced him.

"I think, well… I have to go."

“Are you going to stay with Deokwan? Right in front of me?” his footsteps stopped, simply lacking the strength in his legs to continue on his way out of the kitchen. Juyeon didn't know where so much courage came from saying all that.

Maybe it was the conversations with Eric where he assured you that your feelings for Deokwan were gone. You knew so, you just had no idea that your best friend had just told Lee Juyeon.

“What do you mean by that, Juyeon?” your voice was shaky, pure nervousness as your body swiveled to face the boy who hadn't moved a muscle since he walked into that kitchen.

"I wonder if he knows that I touched your skin" the first step toward you had been taken, you at least moved after he took another step. Juyeon didn't smile, eyes fixed on yours "If he knows you don't love him anymore" by now you knew Eric Sohn had his finger on it, knew he was the big culprit for almost all of Juyeon's courage. Just didn't know I'd be grateful for the next steps.

Juyeon's hand touched your face, the icy fingers made your entire skin tingle and eyes quickly closed as the boy brought his face closer. You should walk away, you should run away and say you couldn't do this.

But a completely drunk Jacob appeared there. The noise of cups falling from the kitchen counter made Juyeon startle along with you, both of you separating to see the other boy apologizing numerous times while looking at you and his friend.

“Shit, I got in your way” he grumbled “Eric and Sunwoo are going to kill me for this, sorry!”

So they told you something, you thought. It could only be since Juyeon knew you didn't love Deokwan. But the question wasn't even that, and yes, how? How could he know something so personal that you had only told – obviously – Sunwoo and Eric.

"I just came to drop off these cups that were scattered in the hallway and—" Jacob looked around trying to find another excuse that wouldn't embarrass him so much for getting in the way of you and Juyeon, but he just couldn't. His drunken brain didn't help him much either.

“How about we get out of here to make Cobie more comfortable?” Juyeon's voice was like a whisper and you wondered how you heard with all that loud music and screaming inside the house. It was clear as daylight because he was still close enough to you.

Your brain wanted to scream no, you really wanted to deny that request, but found yourself with your hand clasped in his as Juyeon walked you out of that party. None of your friends objected to seeing you go out with him, not least because they knew you needed it. Even you knew, you just didn't want to admit to yourself that Lee Juyeon's return had stirred your insides so much.

"What? Where do you think we're going?” finally your voice came out after a while, your hand let go of Juyeon's as he stopped beside his own car. The keys between his fingers and his gaze lingering on you as he interspersed nervous figure and the car that had been unlocked by the alarm.

"To a quieter place, maybe" he shrugged as if that was the most normal thing in the world.

“You're unbelievable” your laugh was a mixture of desperation, nervousness and, who knows, a little nostalgia.

"Why?" Juyeon didn't move, his eyes always fixed on you and the keys still playing in his fingers as his voice became more serious “Are you afraid to be seen with me, y/n? Are you afraid he'll see you here?” you didn't know how to answer that and that's what was scaring you the most. Juyeon then decided to approach, his steps slowly towards you and stopping right in front of you. Now his hands hovered at his sides.

“I know I have no right to say anything…”

"And do not have. Because you left” was a scrap of courage inside you that needed to say that. All that time repressing a conversation around Juyeon's return was happening in the most random way, but you needed to enjoy “You literally went to another country and come back like nothing happened, Juyeon. And I hate you so much for messing with me it's like you never left.”

"Y/n…"

“I don't love Deokwan anymore, that's true” you sighed trying not to cry at that moment. A lot of things inside you happening and crying was the only way out, but maybe after he was no longer in front of you "But it's true that I also hate you for coming back and acting this way."

Walking away from him like that had been more painful than the first time.

Two weeks locked inside your room and living on fast food and TV movies. Your friends understood and none of them forced you to leave the room, even if the attempts were daily. You were grateful that exam week had passed, or you would have to go to campus, and sure enough, the risk of bumping into Juyeon would be much greater.

In there you were safe. Or at least you thought so.

“Come back here!” the shouts from downstairs were so normal to you if it weren't for the male voice retorting as the footsteps on the stairs became steady and louder.

“I promise it will be quick” it wasn't possible that Juyeon was there, inside your frat house.

“Juyeon, she's not…” your friend's voice trailed off as he opened the door. You, even hearing everything, jumped in fright as you stared at the worried look of the boy in front of you along with the scared look of your friend.

"I tried" she pouted, quickly slapping his arm "Get out, let's go."

"I-"

“You can leave it here” you said.

"Really?" your friend and Juyeon asked at the same time, both in disbelief thinking you would say otherwise, but no. If he was there for something important, then you had to listen to him even if it was the last thing you did.

“I'll be downstairs if you need it” your friend directed a loving look at you, looking now at Juyeon “Hyunjae left his hockey stick here, anything I run upstairs and I won't be afraid to use it.”

She closed the door right away.

“Always so loved” Juyeon smiled awkwardly after a while, getting the first heartfelt laugh out of you.

So… It was the word that always started when the mood started to get uncomfortable, or when neither of them knew what to say. But not for Juyeon. He really had come with a purpose and he vehemently hoped to fulfill it.

“We were meant to be, y/n” you had to hold back your reaction at all costs, but that had taken you by surprise. Juyeon was convinced of what he said as he approached his bed “but a twist of fate made it so you had to walk away, and I know I'm guilty of never having tried anything.”

“Juyeon.”

"I love you" he stopped his footsteps when he got close enough "I've never stopped thinking about how much I've loved you since the first day I saw you walking into that high school" a low sigh escaped his lips, his nose burning as the memory was hit hard "Those glasses that molded your whole face, your cheeks rosy with shame because you thought you had entered the wrong room…"

“I got nervous” you pouted and laughed too, it wasn't painful to remember your first day of school. Because besides Juyeon, you met most of your friends that day.

“You made my heart flutter in a ridiculously cute way” his gaze was so bright you knew at that moment Juyeon was about to cry. You got out of bed to go around the furniture little by little, enough for him to continue talking without getting so nervous "And it hasn't stopped happening."

"You were ashamed to say that" his voice came out as a whisper at that moment.

"I don't care what people say when we're together" trying not to invade your personal space, Juyeon reached up to touch his hand. And in surprise, you intertwined your fingers to hold his hand infinitely bigger than yours "I only care what it's going to be like from now on with the two of us."

Us. You knew that it had never ceased to exist. Deep down, you knew that your heart was always with Juyeon even if it wasn't by your side. And from those lines and everything he had shown, you were absolutely sure of reciprocity.

With your free hand, you touched his face and like almost instantly, Juyeon bent down enough to be with your face at the same height as his.

"Can I kiss you?" Juyeon interspersed his gaze between your eyes and your mouth, the smile slightly crooked as you nodded.

Feeling his lips again was like riding a wave of happiness where you took your serotonin fuel. The way it all fell into place while that kiss was loaded with longing and feelings neither of you could – or would – say out loud. It was just made to feel and you knew how lucky you were to feel it for each other.

Distancing yourself at that moment was only because you needed air in your lungs, because neither of you intended to end that kiss.

“You know,” Juyeon took a breath after a few seconds without kissing you, eyes still closed and his forehead pressed against yours. That quickened breath slowly calming down along with your “I just want it to be you and I forever.”

"Do you want?" he nodded without a single moment's hesitation, you opened your eyes to see him nibble his bottom lip reddened by the recent kiss.

"I've lost a lot by your side and I don't intend to lose it again."

"Juyeon, we…"

"I know you want to leave, I know this sounds crazy because we need to talk and I just walked up to your room just like that” you laughed at how he stumbled over his own words, but that was really true. And not to mention that most likely his friends were pining downstairs hoping that everything would work out somehow “But I want to make it work and I don't intend to go anywhere without you this time.”

“What do you mean by that, Lee Juyeon?”

And with the brightest smile that ever warmed your heart, he leaned in again to kiss your lips and whisper the sweetest words.

“Baby be with me so happily.”

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