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markiemelon · 5 days

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hiii, can you do something with jaemin? like a college friends to lovers?

breakfast

genre. fluff, crack 🍞

pairings. jaemin x gn!reader

falling asleep at your friend!jaemin’s place wasn’t your intention.. yet, there you were, knocked out on the couch. you eventually woke up, disoriented and sore, while the smell of burnt toast polluted the air. on the other side of the open room, jaemin stood behind the kitchen counter, preoccupied with scraping char off the bread slices. he perked his head up once he heard you rustling around. “oh. you’re up.”

“what time is it?” you yawned, reaching for your phone, only to find it cold and dead.

“it’s like 10 or something—” his tone was casual, and it threw you off.

“jaemin!” you jumped to your feet. “i had a class at 9!” you continued, “i told you to wake me up if i ever fell asleep here again!” you ran to the bathroom, looking for the toothbrush jaemin got you last time.

his expression became one of shame, like a child being scolded by his mother. “i know, but you just looked so peaceful…”

this isn’t the first time this has happened. more often than not, jaemin invites you to hang out after class.. so you usually find yourself leaving with him to walk to his apartment… you just can’t get enough of him.

once you get there, you hope for a productive afternoon, maybe crank out some assignments. but instead, you end up talking to him all night. you’ll eventually glance at the ungodly hour on the clock, and think, "just 5 more minutes. i'll get going in 5 minutes." 5 minutes turns into 5 hours... and next thing you know, the sun is up, you've slept through all your alarms, and you're grabbing your things to rush out.

“i need to go home-” you pat your hands around the couch, looking for your purse, tossing around the blankets and pillows jaemin put on you while you were asleep.

“wait.” he interjected. “when’s your next class?”

“at 1… but i still have to go home and get dressed...” you sighed, slumping onto the stool at the kitchen island.

“you still have plenty of time to eat breakfast...” jaemin said, nudging over a plate of toast that was grilled to the point of no return.

“jaemin…” you laughed. “im not eating that.” you eyed the dish, and a chill went down your spine. “i’ll just have some cereal.” you helped yourself to his cabinets in a search for a more edible alternative.

sitting across from jaemin at the table, you crunched on your cereal while he picked at his burnt toast… his pride wouldn’t let him throw it out. “so do you wanna come over again later?” he waited for you to chew your food before you replied.

“jaemin, be for real.” you set down your spoon. “i can’t keep coming over on weekdays. i lose track of time and fall asleep.. i can’t keep doing that.”

“why not?” he said, mouth full. “why can’t you fall asleep here?”

“i don’t have my stuff here! no skincare, no clothes…” you counted a finger for each point you listed. “and by the time i wake up, im late, and i still have to go home and get ready...”

“well then.. why not just bring stuff to stay the night.” he cleared his throat. “pack your clothes and skincare and whatever… plus, you already have a toothbrush here.”

“do you want me to stay or something?” you took a sip of juice, eyes peeking over the cup.

“i just like having you around...” he picked at the toast some more, but had yet to actually taste it.

you thought for a moment. “yeah sure.” you shrugged, ignoring the way he just made your heart flutter.

“wait really?” he looked up from his plate.

“i mean… i guess it’s not a problem as long as i bring stuff to stay.” you said, getting up from your seat to go wash your bowl in the sink. jaemin followed right behind you and draped his arms over your shoulders, pulling your back into his chest. “then can you bring stuff to stay longer than 1 night?”

jaemin has always been a pretty affectionate friend, so you didn’t think much of the hug… “maybe i could stay until the weekend..”

“just until the weekend?” he squeezed you a little tighter.

but was he always this clingy?

“na jaemin, when did you get so clingy?”

“well these days, i…” he stopped himself.

“these days, you...?” you hummed, tugging on his arms that were still embracing you, urging for him to finish his sentence. you began swaying side to side ever so slightly. “let’s just stay like this for a minute.” he cooed, catching on to your rhythm, rocking in the silence. he really gave the best hugs. after a moment, he disrupted the stillness of the room. “move in with me.”

hearing him say that so bluntly made your heart drop. flustered, you turned around to face him, his arms now resting on your back. “all of a sudden?” you laughed.

“mm.” he nodded his head to agree, looking at you so endearingly. he gradually inched his face closer to yours, and you didn’t mind.

“jaemin.”

“yeah?” he answered, just inches away.

“are you trying to kiss me right now?” you teased, as your gaze wandered from his eyes to his lips.

“are you gonna let me?” he teased back. you couldn’t hold back your smile, and he basically took that as confirmation.

he didn’t have to lean in much more before his lips were touching yours. your eyes fluttered as his hands gently met your cheeks, even tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“what are we doing?” you whispered in between breaths.

“just enjoy it.” he reassured you.

and for some reason, his words really put you at ease. in that moment, you couldn’t help but enjoy it. you reconnected your lips, and let yourself fall more in love with your best friend than you already were.

his smile forced him out of the kiss. “so does this mean we can have breakfast together every morning?”

you scoffed at his remark. “maybe if you learn how to cook first…”

@lovesuhng thanks so much for the request!!!! such a cute idea. hope you like it!!! (reqs always open)

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niki-phoria · 4 months

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I'LL GIVE YOU IT ALL

pairing: jaemin x gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 767

includes: brief mentions of drinking/partying, reader has social anxiety

summary: while counting down the start of the new year, jaemin finds himself in love with his best friend

you’ve never seen more people in your life. a seemingly endless crowd of people stand in every part of chenle’s apartment - most holding bottles of liquor or dancing along to the rhythm of the music blasting through the speakers. you stand near the corner, observing the chaos as you nurse your own bottle of foul tasting beer.

“hey!” jaemin’s voice cuts through the noise, stealing your attention away from your drink. you smile as he slips through the crowd, pushing past body after body until he’s leaning back against the wall beside you. “i’m glad you could make it.”

you do your best to muster up a smile, nodding in acknowledgement. “me too.”

jaemin furrows his eyebrows slightly, taking a step closer to you. he sets his drink aside leaving all of his attention on you. “are you okay? you look a little anxious.”

“i’m fine. there’s just a lot of people here.”

he frowns slightly, glancing out at the sea of bodies surrounding you. reaching out to take your hand into his own, jaemin reassuringly brushes his thumb against your knuckles. he leans in until his lips are nearly brushing against your ear, unleashing a swarm of butterflies throughout your stomach. “let’s go outside. i could use some fresh air anyways.”

you nod, silently following after him as you slip out of the crowd. cool air chills your bones as you lean against the thin metal railing on chenle’s balcony, staring out at the sea of lights that make up the horizon. even with a thick glass door separating you from the still-ongoing party inside, you can hear the pounding music and feel the bass vibrate the ground beneath your feet.

you startle slightly when a hand brushes against your side. jaemin stifles a chuckle beneath his breath as he steps closer, wrapping his arms around your waist. despite now being in a much quieter area, jaemin leans down once again. “it’s so much nicer out here,” he murmurs. his breath just barely ghosting against your ear sends shivers down your spine. “are you feeling any better?”

“yeah,” you breathe, doing your best to ignore the nervous feeling in your chest. you turn slightly to face jaemin. even in the dim lighting you can see a faint smirk on his lips.

“i can’t believe it’s time for the countdown already,” he comments. he sighs, looking out towards the city lights in the distance. you hum in agreement, following his gaze towards the sea of blurry colours.

“do you have a resolution?”

“i don’t know,” jaemin pauses. the silence lingers for a few seconds before he continues. “there is… something i’ve been meaning to do.”

“what is it?”

he reaches up, carelessly brushing a hand through his hair - a nervous habit you had started noticing more in the last few months.

jaemin reaches up to cup your cheek with his hand. his touch is almost hesitant as he brushes his thumb against your cheek. your heartbeat pounds in your ears when he takes a step closer, limiting the distance between you once again.

“i love you,” he murmurs.

in the darkness you nearly miss his words entirely, blinking up at him in surprise. “what?”

jaemin chuckles. his gaze falls down to your lips for a second before his gaze meets your own once again. “i’ve loved you forever. you’re the most incredible person i’ve ever met.”

a beat of silence passes. you continue staring into jaemin’s eyes, losing yourself in their darkness. your breath hitches in your throat.

“i love you too.” you can nearly see the wave of relief pass through him. he smiles brightly at you; his cheeks flushed and heart pounding in his chest.

your fingers unconsciously curl around the collar of jaemin’s shirt, keeping him in place. pulling him closer.

cheers erupt around you in waves. the world around you fades away as you greedily tug jaemin closer until your lips finally meet. his lips are soft as they mold against yours as if your bodies were made for each other.his hand falls to your waist, tugging you even closer to him. your lungs burn from a lack of air when you finally pull away.

jaemin chuckles when you meet his eyes once again; your flushed cheeks mirror his own. he reaches up to brush a stray strand of hair away from your face, relishing in his newfound confidence from the kiss. despite your lack of words, a silent acknowledgement passes between you - everything has changed. “happy new year, baby,” jaemin smiles.

notes: happy new year everyone !! i hope 2024 is good for all of you <33

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hyuckwrlds · 1 year

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>> time stops

wc: 670 first love

“i have a question.”

jaemin hums. lolling his head to the side, he looks to where you lay on the left side of his chest, just a few centimeters away from his heart. “shoot.”

“okay,” you begin. in a sudden burst of energy you flip yourself over to press your chin against his torso, eyes wide and gleaming with excitement. “let’s say, hypothetically, you’re hiking in the woods and come across a bear—”

“what kind of bear?” he says, cutting you off prematurely. “like an actual bear or a haechan?”

you raise a brow but answer him nonetheless. “i dunno, a polar bear.”

“there’s no polar bears in the woods,” he remarks.

your face immediately falls, frowning up at him. in retaliation, you pinch his side and he lets out a yelp, reaching down to pry your hand away from his skin.

“okay, okay, sorry,” he snickers. “i just wanted to get all the details down first. continue with your story.”

“fine, you come across a black bear then,” you huff, shifting in bed. “anyway. you’re in the woods with this bear but there’s a hunter hiding in the trees who’s also trying to kill the bear. they go to shoot the bear with a bow and arrow but end up shooting you instead.”

his brows raise. “oh shit—”

“so you get rushed to the hospital but the doctors tell you that things don’t look too good for you. who’s the one person you’d want to see the most before you die?”

“i—” jaemin exhales a long breath to think. “i feel like this is a very loaded question to be asking at 10 in the morning.”

“who is it?”

he places a hand on top of your head, humming to himself as he smooths down the strands that had gone awry after the night’s sleep. unknowingly, you lean into his touch and the corners of his lips twitch upward.

he muses. “can it be anyone?”

“yeah,” you shrug, tilting to fully rest the side of your head on him now. “whoever comes to mind.”

he wraps a lock of your hair around his finger. for some reason his shampoo had always smelled better when you use it and he’s not quite sure how that works. after a moment he clears his throat, shifting to sit higher against the headboard of his bed.

“i feel like that story was a really roundabout way to ask a singular question.”

there’s a roll of your eyes. “what’s your answer?”

jaemin looks at you. his heart is racing impossibly in his chest and he starts to wonder if you could hear the quickening rhythm beneath you. surely the answer is obvious.

“i dunno, maybe jeno,” he replies, teasing.

“jeno? really?”

“maybe,” he shrugs, pulling on that lazy grin of his. “would you be upset if it was?”

“maybe,” you mirror him. “but i wouldn’t be opposed to seeing him too.”

jaemin gives you a flick to the forehead. “hey.”

“i’m kidding.”

“who would you want to see?”

there’s a pause as your eyes fall somewhere off to the side. he watches the flutter of your eyelashes, the way the morning sunlight seems to catch onto them delicately.

“well…” you mumble, suddenly shy. “i’d want to see you.”

“really?”

“yes, idiot,” you huff, flipping back around to where he’s stuck staring at the crown of your head again. “of course it’d be you. and i can’t believe you said you’d want to see jeno.”

jaemin can’t fight the grin on his face as he laces his fingers with yours, pulling you closer to tuck your head beneath his chin. the weight of you on his shoulder brings him comfort, your warmth spreading through his skin and reminding him of what home feels like. gently, he presses a kiss to your temple, squeezing you tighter.

“you know i’m kidding,” he says. “i love you too, angel. obviously it’d be you.”

“i’d take on any amount of polar bears just to see you.”

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nanaloco · 6 months

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Wandering through the streets of Paris with your lover

Bf!Jaemin x fem!reader

I saw the first picture again and my mind just made up a whole little scenario, there’s a lot of pictures cuz I couldn’t just choose 3 xx

Warnings: none, tooth rotting fluff (hopefully)

I’m back guys after so long 😭😭

The history majors of your college were sent on a school trip to build on your depth studies. Upon your arrival, you were to stay at a 5 star hotel, where your uni reserved two entire floors, for a split off between boys and girls.

Exhausted from trecking all your bags up the stairs, your eyes lazily lulled shut mid conversation with your friends, your night routine being absent from tonight as you’re still wearing your day clothes. Though it’s a good thing to get some rest, as tomorrow at 11am, you are to tour the Louvre museum with your class.

But someone had something else in mind.

It’s approximately 2 hours past curfew, 11:09, when a knock on the door interrupts your sleep. “Y/n you get it” one of your friends say through an exasperated sigh. Though annoyed, and wanting to protest, you were far too tired. You open the door through a yawn, and as you open your eyes, you’re met with none other than your boyfriend, Na Jaemin.

Ready to make a scene and shout at him for being here past curfew when your professors room is only 2 doors down, he is quick to put his hand over your mouth and snake an arm around your waist to pull you out of your room, lightly closing the door behind you. “Shhh you’re going to wake them up” he says with a feigned serious tone, looking around, before locking eyes with you and smiling.

“Na jaemin what the fuck” you say in a whisper as he releases you of his hold.

He responds with a bright grin and his hand interlocking with yours, dragging you through the corridors, with his back to you. You pull back on him, “what are you trying to do?” He responds by turning back around to face you, holding your other hand “don’t you want to explore the city of Paris with your lover” he says tilting his head.

“If we get caught, we’ll be in serious trouble, we’re going out tomorrow anyways.”

“It won’t be the same, we’re only going to be twenty, sneaking out past curfew to wander the streets of Paris once baby” he says in a convincing tone trying to coax you into getting into trouble with him.

“You’re such a hopeless romantic Jaemin” He smiles more, slowly walking backwards, his hands still holding yours. “Only for you.” You roll your eyes, letting go of one of his hands to walk next to him “fine Just this once” you say with a grin “I mean, I don’t see us being in this situation ever again” he deadpans.

“How did you even get out, and all the way up here, they made us five floors apart for a reason”

“I ran up here,I left my room at 11, climbed five flights of stairs for you baby”

Taken aback all you can do is stare at him in awe

He smiles and pinches your cheek, “stupid, there’s an elevator right there, what five star hotel wouldn’t have one?” He says leading you to the lift.

You suddenly feel embarrassed, having flashbacks to the staircase of hell you and all the girls faced to get up here.

“Anyways, what’s the plan lover boy” you say as you exit the hotel, “will they even let us back in?”

“That’s what makes it fun does it not? I don’t have a plan, but that’s the whole point. I didn’t see you at dinner, you hungry?” He puts out his arm, inviting you to link arms with him.

“You know me soo well” you say linking arms with him as you leave the hotel, into the night.

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Part 2??

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nanacano · 2 years

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나재민 (f.reader) ☆ nsfw

the room felt hot. he kept inching closer to her, holding her gaze lovingly, searching for any sign of rejection. however, she remained frozen in her place as she awaited his next move.

"you look gorgeous like this baby, all dolled up and pretty"

her breath hitched and blood quickly traveled up to her cheeks, making them heat up in amusement at the male's comment. taking notice of the pink tint, he released a deep chuckle and slowly crept his hand towards the inside of her thighs. a small gasp escaped her parted lips and immediately threw her hand to grasp his, so she could prevent it from moving elsewhere. the hold was gentle and weak, giving away the uncertainty that she was battling with. he again, chuckled and hovered closer to her smaller figure and dragging his lips forward hers, being close enough so his breath could fan her parted rim.

"you wouldn't mind, would you dove?"

the question released came out low and hushed enough for her to hear, for her to process, for her to agree. his thumb caressed the plump flesh of her thigh, earning a small rigged sigh from her. he inched even closer and as soon as her head motioned into a nod, smiling; he leaned for a deep kiss. his full lips matched hers, as they moved their heads in the rhythm of the kiss. tongues tied, saliva running down their chin, hands tangled. it became heated in a matter of a few pecks, due to their impatience. the hand that was resting on her thigh now came in contact with the small of her back and the other free hand slowly crept its way under her inner thigh, wrapping it around his waist to deliver her the tiny message.

walking through the hallway while carrying her carefully, he managed to kick the door swiftly and slowly place her on the bed. he took a step back to see the full picture of her scattered over his bed. he nearly moaned as he witnessed her accomplishment over the removal of the tight dress that had fit her like a glove and was the talk of the night. she smiled and got on her knees, arms reaching out to him and grasping the waistband of his pants, where his belt hung firmly.

her slow movements sending shiver down his spine, as her bare hands came in contact with his naked skin which she gently kissed and caressed with such care. his hand grasped a fistful of her hair with little to no force, gripping it enough to have her look back at him.

"eyes up here when you work down there doll, okay?"

oh how he adored those eyes of her, looking as innocent as ever, no ill intention detected behind that soft stare, mostly giving away her sureness to make him feel good, give him her all, be his good girl.

and giving her all she did; she wrapped her plump lips around his leaking tip while firmly yet lightly caressing the base of his c*ck, swirling her tongue actively, eager to earn any reaction from him.

with his head thrown back, he prevented himself from catching a glimpse of her attempted smile when a small, breathy groan was released from his throat. he could feel her excitment from the way her actions started to grow rapidly. once slow tugs, now became constant stroking accomapnied with her wet saliva, dripping down her throat.

"that's it angel, you're being so good."

his words dripped down like honey and went straight to her core, making her moan slightly. the vibration causing him to moan louder and grip her hair.

"if you keep that up, i don't think i'll be able to last,, fuck-"

his words got replaced with a string of heavy groans, as the difficulty of standing up was just now beginning to get noticed, knees kissing the edge of the bed, hands practically all over her hair somehow using it as a support source.

his final loud moan bounced through the walls of the nearly airless room, filling her ears heavenly. he caressed her hair tenderly and glanced down at her witnessing how she swallowed down some of his release; half of it dripping down her chest, staining her bra.

he could feel himself grow hard again at the sight. he didn't need any sole motivation to get turned on; anything she did, slightest touch she would initiate would always lead to intimacy, due to his desperation to be close to her.

"you made me feel so good angel,"

at that, she couldn't help but mirror his smile, feeling proud at the praise falling lovingly from him. his eyes soften at her ease.

"now lift your hips for me love, let nana make you feel good."

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smolsicheng · 2 years

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─ ੈ♡˳ [𝟎𝟖:𝟒𝟗]

"hey, are you alright?" The door opens with a slight creak as Jaemin steps into the room; his voice is soft and rather hushed "you have work in like ten minutes, I was getting worried,"

You'd tiredly level yourself against the headboard of your bed, a sullen look on your face as you look at Jaemin as he stands in the doorway "I don't feel too well," you'd whisper.

A softened frown would appear over his face now as he walked towards your bed, perching himself beside you, "I think I might have a fever"

Jaemin nods in understanding, brushing a stray hair from your cheek, "do you mind if I check?" he says in almost a mumble. Shrugging an 'okay', Jaemin leans towards you, planting a gentle kiss on your forehead. Leaning away, he folds his arms and raises his right hand towards his chin.

"yep, you're burning up" he begins "I'll get you some Tylenol"

He stands up carefully, smiling at you warmly before making his exit, closing the door with a slight creak as Jaemin steps out of the room.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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mystverse · 1 year

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LAST DANCE | N.JM

Pairing : na jaemin × afab reader

Genre : romance (fluff + angst), dark royalty au, witch!reader, etc.

Warning : slight angst

Song : faded in my last song by nct u

❝Are you really going to do it?❞ Jaemin cages you to the wall near his father's painting. The hallway is eerily empty, devoid of the maids and guards. Jaemin must have told them to leave. Another set of rumors.

A single strand of his dark hair falls perfectly in front of his eyes, making him ridiculously hot. The pristine blue suit compliments his physique, striking with the handsome face. Girls are gonna be fawning over him tonight. You can see that happening evidently, but you couldn't mull over it when his sturdy arm encompasses your lithe waist, a little too tight and possessive.

Your lavender silk robe does as much as it can, but it's nearly impossible for a soft fabric to stay in its place, if someone is constantly tugging it away and Jaemin is doing the someone's job extremely well. His palms are sliding down the sleeves, and the fabric gracefully slips down under his touch, ❝I don't have another choice, Jaemin❞ your voice is barely a whisper, fingers clutching on the slipping sleeves of your apparel. You're trying to be serious and not lose yourself in Jaemin's arms, but he's making it difficult.

❝You do, Y/N❞ His pink lips are brushing over your red ones, a dainty contact with the hesitation of whether you'll push him away or not. His hot breath is mingling with yours as he speaks, ❝Why can't you trust me?❞ his lean fingers graze over the smooth skin of your cheek, and unconsciously, you lean into his touch.

❝A witch doesn't trust, Jaemin. Out of all, you should know it❞ you take a sharp breath before you answer, but you do trust him, to the level you'll submit yourself to him willingly without any resistance.

❝You really are gonna make me heartless, aren't you?❞ his cold chuckles echo on the empty hallway, but you know, he's hurt. He'd given you his heart a long time ago. He gave it to you the moment, he saw you playing with your younger sisters and the other children of your country, mindlessly roaming around the meadows with your fingers constantly adjusting the sash of your peach pink gown.

❝You already are, Prince Na. I have yours. It's mine. I'll take it with me and never return it❞ you place your hand on his chest, his heart. You place a gentle kiss over his chest, an apology for taking it away from him. You press your lips to his gently, a thank you for letting you take it away with you.

The chimes of the bells reverberate in the hallway. And you hastily remove your pendant, a pentagram wound in ivy. You mutter a spell under your breath before clipping it around his neck, ❝Wear it to the ball❞ and you hastily move away from his hold, running into the chamber he reserved it for you. The golden sash floating gracefully behind you as you scurry into your room, not before turning to look at him once.

The ball starts off peacefully. The nobles feast with the King and the Princes of Axton. The Princesses and Lady Royals are yet to descend from their carriages and lead to the ballroom.

Your crimson red ball gown sparkles vibrantly with the touch of your magic, you don't even try to hide your magic anymore. The sophisticated silvery curlicues shine prettily under the golden chandeliers, leaving almost everyone in awe and jealousy. You can only snicker internally. Many would have thought of sweeping the princes off their feet with their clothes and beauty. Bold of them to think they can seduce Jaemin with apparels when her gown is hand-picked by Jaemin himself.

❝We invite the charming crown princess and the most powerful witch of Orett, Min Y/N!❞ the announcer introduces you to the crowd. You almost want to snort at the introduction. Everyone here knows you. Jaemin is waiting for you at the end of the stairs as you descend.

You almost want to roll your eyes at him. He can't be anymore obvious. It's a tradition for the Na dynasty to wear blue for balls held in search of eligible brides for the princes and he's wearing a crimson red suit the exact same color as her, extraordinarily bewitching everyone.

His smile, for the love of God, is blinding as he extends his arm for you to take. It doesn't surprise anyone because you are the chosen one whether he likes you or not, as a matter of fact, he loves you and you, him but they don't have to know that. It's a marriage of power for them, a benefit, an advantage that'll protect their kingdom and destroy yours.

His smile never fades when you are around, and he pulls you close the second your fingers intertwine with his. The piano's soft melodic tune starts when his arm encloses your waist, ❝Is everyone here?❞ you ask, and he nods with his picture perfect smile, as he twirls you around the ball room, then pull you close to let his lips meet yours and you didn't want to push him away this time. His palm never leaves your waist and his lips, yours every now and then. It's too possessive and a borderline threat to the other princes and eligible bachelors of the kingdom. He's claiming you, and saying you like it, would be an understatement, ❝You won't be here after the song is over, right❞ you nod, ❝maybe a few minutes❞ your words come out as whispers.

The melody fades into nothing, the last key of piano barely audible. He goes down on his knee, and his butler brings a beautiful ruby ring, ❝I, the youngest prince of Axton, request you to accept my proposal of marriage❞ ah. The formal line you hate. If it wasn't for the ball room, Jaemin would have made it exceptionally romantic, and you would be a fool to hate it.

❝I, the crown princess of Orett, deny the proposal of marriage by the crown prince of Axton❞ you step back, rejecting him felt like piercing your heart with a blunt knife, torturous and painful but you had to. He rises to his feet, emotionless and cold.

❝My decision is to remind everyone that the princesses of Orett will never marry for power or for anything other than love❞ you bow with a smile. Jaemin still has that smile, empty and pained. Of course, he knew that you were going to reject him in front of everyone. It doesn't come off as a shock to him, but it still hurts him, knowing that you would never take him as your husband for the sake of power, even if you love each other.

The entire ballroom is still and static. You take a step towards him, taking his arm and placing it over the pendant you gave. He looks confused when you smile so sweetly.

The lights of the entire palace go out one by one. The crowd that had been unmoving erupts back to life with loud, incoherent words muttered. Silver dust floats around the room from her fingers, engulfing the people, and she snaps. Each speck of silver bursts into beautiful stars, creating a glamorous explosion, falling on everyone, and the mutters lower down to silence. One would say it's because of awe, but truly it's because of your power, erasing the memories of you, about your presence in the ball, about your power from everyone's brain, everyone except Jaemin. You want him to remember you and everything about you.

And you vanish, retracting the silver stars and circling them around you, to create an even more beautiful explosion of fireworks and take everyone out of their trance.

Jaemin stands frozen, the shield around him fading away slowly, and his fingers curl around the pendant tightly. He excuses himself, not in the mind to stay in the ball anymore.

The garden of his cold, freezing almost but couldn't bring himself to care. He's shed his coat in his chamber, now in his silk white shirt with few buttons undone and black pants and fingers still around the pendant. Tears are still fresh in his eyes, hand gripping the railing, ❝Why, Y/N? I would have done anything to protect you and your kingdom❞

❝Even if it's fighting against my own blood❞ he wipes off the unshed tears. Looking into the ceiling, he blinks back the tears. It's hurt even more when he cries.

❝Why won't you trust me?❞ the silver stars dance around his pendant, filling the up the garden, and spread to the entrance, conjuring up a figure. He doesn't notice it, too engrossed in his monologue. You stand at the entrance, still your gown and glowing in the silver streaks of moonlight, ❝Jaemin❞ it's a whisper, barely, but his head snaps to the entrance in a second.

You run, the silvers in your dress sparkling and hair flowing in the air as she lunge into his open arms, ❝Jaeminㅡ❞ your lips are softly attacked by his, the longing and love so apparent that you can feel it. You pull away, pressing a finger to his lips, ❝I promise you eternity, Jaemin❞ you smile with tears in your eyes.

❝Since I have your heart, you shall have mine for eternity❞

: MYST

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ohdudehesflirting · 2 years

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warnings: mentions of a bad relationship with parents, crying, being a perfectionist, overworking yourself, not eating, kissing swearing tell me if I missed something

genra: angst, comfort, fluffy ending

note: they are in college i had a breakdown and this was the product of it so ....... idk what tf this is btw its just word vomit

It wasn't a lie to say you weren't eating well, overworking yourself, and cutting your hours of sleep short but you didn't want your perfect boyfriend to see your unperfect side. Maybe it has just been a habit that your parents set for you and then profoundly regretted, saying things like “you don't have to be perfect” when they were just saying that you could always do better.

Being perfect came with the feeling of being on a hamster wheel, just spinning and running without a break. So when your boyfriend Jeamin came barging into your apartment at 1 am with a lunchbox in his hand you were definitely startled, to say the least “Jaem what-” you started before Jaemin interrupted you “have you been lying to me?” he questioned in a worried tone “what do you mean, no” the answer was clearly a lie but neither of you wanted to say it out loud “meals yn when was the last time you ate a meal” he questioned even more worried if that could ever be possible “I ate dinner a few hours ago” you tried to explain yourself with no use “coffee is not a meal yn it’s not a meal” he ran his hands through his hair in a desperate attempt to calm down “well it has nutrients?” it sounded more like a question than an answer and it didn't calm your boyfriend down

“Yn when was the last time you ate an actual meal,” Jaemin asked in the softest voice he could muster “yesterday” it was barely above a whisper. However, Jaemin was still able to catch it “yn no you need 3 meals a day to function properly” he felt like he was going insane couldn’t you see yourself through his eyes you were already perfect, caring, beautiful, smart, and selfless you didn't need to overwork yourself to become worth something, you were already worth so much you, were worth everything to Jaemin but if only you could see that.

“Why didn't you tell me” Jaemin questioned, sitting down beside you calmer. However, his heart was still racing “because I didn't want to drag you into this Jaem” you replied knowing it was a shit answer “ I dragged myself into this yn I took my ass out of bed at midnight to cook you a meal because your best friend sent me a message worried about you I did it voluntarily because I care for you yn” he explained in a desperate attempt to get his point across.

“Jaem are you seeing this I lose track of time working my ass off because I feel like I'm never enough I’m a mess” you said trying to explain yourself “I care for you yn I don't give a shit if you think that you are a mess I do not give a single fuck I love you yn let me love you please” Jaemin said in a tone you have never heard him before filled with love and adoration, a tone no one has ever talked to you before. And with that you broke down in tears all the frustration depression and desperation pent up was slowly released, in the midst of your sobs you felt a pair of arms engulf you in a hug, and the smell of books and coffee flooded your senses which you recognized to be Jaemin’s scent and it immediately comforted you.

“I’m here ok you are safe with me love you don’t have to worry about being perfect” Jaemin’s words made you feel a lot more calmed so with tear-stained eyes you looked at him and he wore the most filled with love gaze he could ever have “let's sit down ok?” he said barely above a whisper but so loud enough that you could hear it.

Now sat down on your sofa with all of your limbs tangled and never once leaving his embrace he asked “how did we get here my love?” we you two together as a team that word maybe didn’t matter to Jaemin but it had all the reassurance you needed.

As salty tears threatened to escape you began “I don't know I just get into this trances of working and can’t seem to stop because I’m always reminding myself that I can be better” you didn’t even realize it but Jaemin was already wiping stray tears from your face “wonder where I have heard that phrase” he wonders sarcastically “but baby just because you can be better doesn’t mean you have to be better” he reminded “but if I can I have to” your rebutted “no you don't love, perfect doesn't always mean better, you know what my favorite thing about you is?” he started “the mole on your nose because you can only notice it when you are close enough or pay extreme attention to your face and moles are known as imperfections. Imperfections make something have more personality. It's great to have imperfections but the both of us are so perfectionists that we don’t realize it”.

You didn’t know that Jaemin was a perfectionist like you “you deal with this too?” you asked not believing that this could happen to your always happy partner “of course baby not everyone deals with it but since senior year of highschool I have been a huge perfectionist under the excuse that it is for my future” he explained “but also my parents were super strict through my whole life it’s just their hard work rubbing off me” he shrugs sharing a super intimate part of his life that he only has told 2 persons, his best friend since kindergarten, Jeno and you “thank you for telling me love” you whispered appreciating his honesty, you knew that Jaemin was a very private person not always sharing his honest thoughts and his past “thank you for trusting me enough” you said treasuring the trust he had on you, and now it was jaemin’s turn to cry “thank you for putting up with me, understanding me and caring for me I don't know what I would do without you, in a healthy way” he joked and you laughed along understanding that he recently has started therapy for self esteem and a past toxic relationship that he was still healing from.

As you wiped his tears you slowly muttered “I’m so proud of you love you have no idea” as more salty tears came from his eyes, he hid in the crook of your neck leaving a small kiss there ��I love you so much” he whispered just close enough to you that you could feel his breath fanning your lips “I love you too baby” you said before Jaemin gave you a kiss full of love, appreciation and warmth conveying all the feelings he was too scared of telling you “we are going to be ok” he whispered as he felt like he found his long lost home you.

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dont-look-down-on-me · 2 years

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[7:40 am] “Hi angel!” Jaemin sang when you answered his face call. His bright smile filled the whole screen, while you kept yours off, as you didn’t look your most beautiful right now.

He called while you were getting ready; in your bathrobe, curlers in your hair, concealer on your face and still a little sleep in your eyes.

“Hey, why are you calling now? Isn’t it like night where you are?” You asked, continuing to get ready.

“I wanted so see you before I sleep! Turn on your camera angel!” He whined.

“Well, give me about ten minutes, and I’ll be ready,” you said, trying to blend the concealer: “I look a little funny now.”

“Angel, you’re beautiful no matter what! Now let me see that gorgeous face of yours!” He assured, getting all close to the screen.

With a sigh and slumped shoulders you turned on your camera, trying your best to smile for him. The moment he saw you, he cooed and sent an flying kiss.

“Are you making fun of me now?” You scoffed and continued getting ready, now that he’s already seen you.

“What? No! I would never make fun of my beautiful angel! Now let me just enjoy you while I fall asleep.” He smiled and stared at you with eyes full of love.

“You’re crazy Na Jaemin.” You laughed.

“Crazy about you.”

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ligayangdala · 2 years

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📂 KUYA’S BFF EP 10 : HABANG BUHAY | MASTERLIST

📣 JAEMIN NA. angst, kuya’s bestfriend!au, childhood friend!au

✍ written in taglish | ⚠ profanities | 📅 posted on july 26th, 2022

🎧 LISTEN: sa ngalan ng pag-ibig by december avenue | muli by ace banzuelo

NAKASIMANGOT KANG BUMABA NG KOTSE, HAWAK HAWAK ANG STUFFED TOY MONG RABBIT.

5 years old ka palang nung nakilala mo si jaemin, ang kapitbahay niyo sa bagong lugar na nilipatan niyo dahil nakaluwag-luwag ang mga magulang niyo. ang isang kamay mo ay nakapulupot sa braso ng kuya mo para hindi ka mawalay sakanila habang nagbababa ng gamit ang mga magulang niyo. sa hindi kalayuan, may isang batang naglalaro sa hardin nila. napansin nito na bagong lipat kayo, kaya naman agad siyang pumasok sa bahay nila at tinawag ang ina. ang nanay naman niya ay dali-daling lumabas at may bitbit na pagkain— isang welcome gift para sa inyong apat. ikaw ang unang lumapit sa batang lalaki, napansin mo kasing nakatitig siya sa stuffed toy mo kaya lumapit ka sakanya.

“hello” bati mo sakanya, “gusto mo bang hiramin si bunbun?” tumitig sa’yo ito at nilipat ang titig niya sa ina. “ako po si y/n, this is my kuya! kuya jeno,” bata palang kayo at ikaw na talaga ang pinakamadaldal kung ikukumpara ka sa kuya mo, kaya mabilis kayong naging magkaibigan ni jaemin. tuwing alas tres ng hapon, gigising ka galing sa siesta at magpapaalam sa magulang mo na lalabas ka para makipaglaro kay jaemin. kahit mahiyain ang kuya mo, wala naman siyang magawa at sinasamahan ka. you remember the day you claimed jaemin as one of your protectors aside from your dad and your kuya. you have an inseparable bond growing up.

these three small kids have no idea what kind of life they would have when they go to college. at that time, all they ever found exciting was playing in the front yard, sharing toys and laughing at each other.

there was this one specific guy that you liked, kaklase mo siya nung high school. although ilang beses kang nag-confess sa kanya at ilang beses ka niyang nirereject, wala kang paki. tuloy ka lang sa pagpapadala ng mga sweet letters and chocolates kapag may important event ang crush mo. napapansin ito ni jaemin at palagi ka niyang inaasar na isa kang hopeless romantic— tama naman siya, wala rin namang masama kung hopeless romantic ka di ‘ba? at least naeexpress mo ang sarili mo confidently. naalala mong umuwi ka kasabay si jaemin, habang naglalakad, kinikilig ka dahil sabi mo sakanya “sa wakas, kami na ng crush ko!” dahil umamin na sa’yo pabalik ang gusto mong lalaki.

masaya naman si jaemin para sa'yo, not until he discovered na pinaglalaruan ka lang nung lalaki. as your childhood friend and protector, hindi niya sinabi sa'yo ang narinig niya personally. nalaman mo lang ang totoo nung nakipagsapakan si jaemin at nauwi sa guidance. naalala mo kung paano ka pinagalitan ng parents mo dahil nadamay pa nga si jaemin, iyak ka ng iyak non kasi grounded ka for a month, bahay-school ka lang talaga. dahil grounded ka, halos araw-araw kang sinasabayan ni jaemin umuwi ng bahay at minsan bibili na siya ng pagkain beforehand para may makain kayo habang naglalakad pauwi.

you lost contact with him when he and your kuya entered college, tatlong oras ang layo ng bahay niyo sa university kaya naman nagdorm na sila at naiwan kang mag-isa sa lugar niyo. because of that, naging awkward ka na rin around jaemin dahil in the span of one year sa college, nag-iba talaga siya. you knew you liked him simula nung pinagtanggol ka niya sa 'ex' mo, pero you saw him in a different light nung lumipat ka sa condo ng kuya mo.

you spent your whole life with jaemin by your side kaya naman alam mong hindi sapat ang anim na buwan sa europa para mag move on. it'll probably take a few years hanggang sa maka-move on ka.

nagising si jaemin dahil naririnig niyang nagsasalita ang nanay niya sa labas ng kwarto niya sa condo, mamayang hapon pa naman ang graduation rites nila at ang aga-aga pa para magising pero dahil sa hirit ng nanay niya, nagising siya bigla. paglabas niya ay nakita niya na may kausap pala ito sa telepono at katabi ang ama niya, napansin siya ng nanay niya kaya naman tinawag siya nito. “hay nako, buti nga nakatapos ng saktong limang taon! jaemin anak, say hi to your tita oh” sabi ng ina, naglakad naman ito palapit sa magulang niya kahit medyo antok pa.

“hi tita, hi tito” bati ni jaemin

“jusko, ke-poging bata! may girlfriend ka na ba?”

showbiz na showbiz tita ah, isip nito. “wala po tita, single po”

“hay nako, paanong hindi magiging single… brokenhearted ‘yan! magaapat na buwan na umiiyak ‘yan sakin gabi gabi, miss na miss na daw niya si y/n—”

“ma naman!” angal ni jaemin, “okay lang naman na single ako tita, maghahanap muna ‘ko ng trabaho, aasikasuhin ‘yung licensure pati hahanapin ko na rin sarili ko”

“eto na nga anak, dahil nabanggit ng mama mo ‘yang brokenhearted ka, namimiss ka na ng pinsan mo dito! bisitahin mo kami dito, kami ng tito mo magsasagot ng plane tickets mo as a graduation gift tutal gagraduate kang magna cum laude! deserve mong magbakasyon, iho. teka teka, si adi!” natutuwang anunsya nito, napangiti naman ang asawa ng tita niya sa gilid. nakita ni jaemin na sumingit ang 10 year old niyang pinsan sa frame kaya napangiti siya, “that’s kuya jaejae oh! tell him you want him to visit you here in paris!”

“kuya jaejae! i miss you na, you told me the last time we were there na you were going to visit us here and play with me!” paalala ng pinsan niyang si adi, “please kuya? we can visit the eiffel tower and musee du louvre!”

ngumiti si jaemin sa pinsan niya, “okay adi, kuya will visit you there. pero promise kuya na you will sleep na? it’s late na.”

“i will if you promise me that you will stay here in paris with us for a while!”

“i promise adi”

natapos ang tawag nilang pamilya, imbis na bumalik sa pagtulog si jaemin ay lumabas siya ng bahay para magjogging, pag isipang mabuti ang offer ng tiyahin niya na magstay sa paris kung saan sila nakatira, magandang offer naman ‘yun pero malaking gastusin rin. at the same time, sumagi ka sa isip ni jaemin. alam niyang nasa europa ka pero hindi niya alam kung anong bansa ka nagiinternship. apat na buwan na rin simula nung umalis ka, wala siyang ka-alam alam kung kumusta ka na o kung anong ginagawa mo. nawalan na rin kasi siya ng access sa mga social media accounts mo, blinock mo ito nung nabugbog siya ng kuya mo.

napatigil siya sa harap ng ilog sa loob ng parkeng tinatakbuhan niya, paboritong paborito mong puntahan ang lugar na ito dahil tahimik at payapa. minsan nga ay dito kayo nag-uusap ni jaemin na inaabot kayo hanggang madaling araw. kumusta ka na, y/n? isip niya habang pinapanood ang tubig sa ilog. parang tanga, jaemin. kalimutan mo na si y/n, sabi niya sa sarili, nagulat naman ito dahil nakasabay niya si jeno sa parke habang naglalakad.

“pre” bati ni jeno sa kanya, bumati naman siya pabalik. “ano… gusto ko lang sana humingi ng tawad sa nangyari nung mga nakaraang buwan—”

“okay lang ‘yun, tol. alam ko kung saan galing ‘yung galit mo” sabi ni jaemin, “actually, ako rin gusto kong humingi ng tawad, sa nangyari samin ni y/n… ‘yung set up namin tapos… alam mo na.” nahihiyang sabi ni jaemin, hindi niya kayang sabihin ng malakas ang mga nangyari kaya naman napakamot ulo nalang siya. “k-kumusta si y/n?”

tumingin sa kanya si jeno at ngumiti, “mukhang masaya naman siya sa europe, pero hindi ko alam kung totoo ba ‘yung saya niya. minsan kasi tumatawag siya sakin tuwing madaling araw ‘dun, umiiyak…” sagot nito, “apat buwan palang siya dun pero parang gusto na ata niyang umuwi na ayaw niya, siguro hanggang ngayon naga-adjust pa rin siya ‘dun.”

nagkwentuhan sila habang pauwi, just like the old times in high school— ang pinagkaiba lang ay wala ka sa tabi nilang dalawa. naghiwalay lang sila dahil malapit na ang nakatakdang oras para sa graduation rites kaya naman umuwi na sila pareho para maghanda. hindi maiwasan ni jaemin na hindi malungkot ngayong graduation nila, masaya naman siya dahil naitaguyod niya ang architecture ng limang taon at natapos siya on time. it would’ve been nice to have you next to me, baby. isip ni jaemin habang kinukuhaan sila ng picture ni jeno ng mga magulang niyo na may hawak na diploma.

isang buwan matapos ang graduation, nakalapag na ng france si jaemin. napakahaba ng flight niya, pero nagawa pa niyang pumasyal dahil sa kagustuhan ni adi.

“kuya jaejae! i can take your picture!” sabi ni adi sa pinsan niya dahil nakita itong pinipicturan ang eiffel tower, “give me your phone— wait, let’s use my ipad nalang!” ngumiti si jaemin dahil sa excitement ng bata, kahit kailan talaga ay siya na ang paboritong pinsan nito kaya tinuturi niya rin itong kapatid dahil pareho silang only child. “kuya jaejae, smile ikaw!” natatakpan ng buong ipad ang mukha ng bata kaya naman ngumiti si jaemin lalo, naririnig niya ang tuloy tuloy nitong pagshutter kahit lumalapit na siya kay adi para tignan ang mga litrato.

“adi, patingin si kuya ng pictures mo” sabi ni jaemin at lumuhod sa tabi nito, agad namang pinindot ni adi ang gallery sa gilid at lumabas ang mga litrato niya. kahit na ba tanghaling tapat sa paris, napakaraming tao ang bumibisita sa eiffel tower, halos puno ng tao ang background ni jaemin pero may isang nakakuha ng atensyon niya. isang babaeng nakatayo sa likod, may hawak na telepono. “adi, can kuya hold your ipad so i can check the others?” tumango naman si adi at inabot ang ipad bago tumakbo sa magulang niya, nilipat ni jaemin ang pictures, halos lahat ay kitang kita ang babae— kitang kita ka. tumayo si jaemin at inabot ang ipad sa pinsan, “tita, pwede po bang kitain ko nalang kayo sa bahay? may titignan lang po ako”

“ha? osiya sige, saulo mo naman na pauwi sa bahay namin di ‘ba? tumawag ka sakin kapag kailangan mo ng assistance para masundo ka ng tito mo”

“opo tita” sagot ni jaemin, humalik si jaemin sa noo ni adi at sinabing “adi, can you send kuya those pictures? like right now?” nagmamadaling binuksan ni jaemin ang airdrop niya kaya naman mabilis ring natransfer ni adi ang mga pictures, “thanks bunso, i’ll see you later”

naglakad na palayo si jaemin, nakabukas ang isang litrato na kuhang kuha ang buong katawan mo. lahat ng nakakasalubong niya, tinitignan niya ang suot na damit at bumabalik ang tingin niya sa cellphone para idouble check. malayo na sa tore at ilang minuto na ang lumipas, sa wakas, nakita na ni jaemin ang hinahabol niya. at tama nga ang hinala niya, ikaw nga ito. sa hindi kalayuan, nakatayo si jaemin habang pinapanood ka niyang mamili ng prutas kasama ang isang babae na inaassume niyang kaibigan mo. limang buwan— limang buwan ka niyang hindi nakita at ang laki ng pinagbago mo, sa buhok, sa pananamit, sa kilos. lalo kang gumanda sa paningin niya.

gustong tumakbo ni jaemin papunta sa’yo, gustong gusto ka niyang ikulong sa mga braso niya, gustong gusto niyang halikan ka sa labi at sabihin kung gaano ka niya kamahal at kung gaano ka niya namiss. jaemin was frozen on the spot when he saw a guy walk towards you and planted a kiss on your cheek. nahulog ang puso ni jaemin habang pinapanood ang nangyayari, tumatawa ka at nakapulupot ang braso mo sa bisig ng lalaking humalik sa’yo.

mukhang masaya ka naman sa buhay mo, at ayaw ni jaemin maging hadlang sa pagiging masaya mo. ayaw niyang maging rason siya kung bakit masisira ulit ang mga bagay na binuo mo sa mga nakaraang buwan. masaya ka, ‘yun ang importante. pakiramdam niyang talo na siya kaya naman umikot siya at naglakad palayo sa’yo.

“y/n, kilala mo ba ‘yun? may lalaki kasing nakatitig sa’yo kanina tapos ang gwapo!” tili ng kaibigan mong si lea, “siguro kung ‘di ka nakahawak dito kay mark, siguradong sigurado ko lalapitan ka nun!”

lumingon ka naman sa paligid mo, “wala namang nakatingin sakin?”

“kanina nga kasi ‘teh,” tawa ng kaibigan mo, “eto kasing si mark, kung maka-gatekeep, kala mo naman talaga”

“hey, don’t be like that, lea! i’m just looking after y/n here no, besides, i can wait for her naman. i know she’s not yet ready”

“sus, parang lalanggamin pa ata ako dito. asan na ba ‘yung boyfriend kong si sungchan? punyeta kanina pa ‘ko iniiwan nung bwisit na ‘yun!” reklamo ni lea, “oo talagang dinidiin ko ‘yung boyfriend dahil wala naman kayong label pero mas sweet pa kayo kesa samin ng boyfriend ko”

naglakad palayo si lea sainyong dalawa at pumasok sa loob ng cafe dahil andun pala ang nobyo niya, patuloy ka lang sa pagpili ng mga prutas na iuuwi mo sa apartment na nirerentahan mo habang si mark naman ay nasa tabi mo lang. “just so you know, what i said is true, y/n” sabi nito, napalingon ka naman sa kanya. “i really am willing to wait for you, no pressure though. i know what you’ve been through and… god it makes me want to love you more because you didn’t deserve what happened.”

“i know mark, but kailangan mo ring malaman na hindi pa talaga ako ready ah” sabi mo, “it’ll take me a while bago ko ibigay ang sarili ko sa’yo ng buo. ayokong pumasok sa relationship na ganito pa ‘yung estado ko dahil gusto kong pumasok sa relationship na buo na ‘ko, na mahal ko na ‘yung sarili ko bago ako magmahal ng ibang tao.”

nginitian ka ni mark at kinuha nito ang kamay mo, nilapit niya ito sa labi niya at hinalikan ng dahan dahan. “whenever you’re ready, mon cheri”

“thank you, mark”

naramdaman ni jaemin ang pagbagsak niya sa kama dahil gumulong siya mula kabilang dulo para lang patayin ang alarm clock niya. nasobrahan ata siya sa alak kagabi at nakatulog na ng nakapantalon. pag tingin niya sa orasan ng cellphone, nanlaki ang mga mata niya. “putangina, late na ‘ko!” sigaw niya, agad siyang pumunta sa cabinet niya at naghablot ng panibagong t-shirt. sa dami-daming pwedeng araw na uminom siya, bakit kasi sa araw bago ang malaking presentation niya sa kliyente?

mabuti nalang at pwedeng lakarin ang opisina niya sa condo niya kaya naman mabilis siyang nakarating. wala pa rin ang mga kliyente dun at naabutan pa niya ang katrabahong si chenle na nagkakape sa pantry kaya pumasok siya ‘dun para magtimpla rin ng kape.

“naligo ka ba?” tanong nito, “tangina, amoy alak ka!”

“hindi pa ‘ko naliligo, balak ko sana sa gym nalang maligo eh” sagot ni jaemin, “anong oras ba pupunta ‘yung clients? puta, nalate ako ng gising kaya dumiretso na ‘ko dito!”

“na-move ‘yung meeting mamayang 11, galing pa daw kasing ibang bansa ‘yung ibang kasama kaya matatagalan.” sabi ni chenle, “tangina mamaya ka na magkape, tara na sa gym, sasamahan kita maligo. ‘wag mong sabihin sakin na ‘yan rin ang isusuot mo pag nag-meeting kasama ‘yung mga clients?”

“anong masama sa suot ko?” simpleng puting t-shirt, denim jeans at sneakers— hindi masyadong pormal.

tumawa si chenle, “tara na, papahiramin kita ng damit na ugok ka. mapapagalitan tayo ni bossing nyan kung magpipitch tayo mamaya na ganyan suot mo tapos amoy alak ka pang bwisit ka” binaba ni chenle ang baso niya ng kape pati na rin ang kay jaemin at iniwan ito sa pantry. “pasalamat ka savior talaga ko, ano nalang gagawin mo kung wala ‘ko?”

“tangina mo, salamat” ngiti ni jaemin habang pinapanood si chenle na kuhain ang extrang damit sa loob ng locker niya sa cubicle niya. “dahil dyan, lilibre kita mamaya”

“aba dapat lang”

si chenle, isang engineer, ang work best friend ni jaemin dahil sa ibang kumpanya nagtatrabaho si jeno (na ang rason kung bakit lasing siya ngayon, kasi nga malapit na siyang ikasal kaya nagcelebrate sila ng bachelor’s party kagabi). limang taon na sila parehong nagtatrabaho dito, parehong nagumpisa sa pinakababa at tila utusan, ngayon silang dalawa ang namamayagpag sa loob ng firm nila dahil sa galing nila. ang dalawang ‘to ang paborito ng lahat dahil madalas sila ang nagdedesign ng mga malalaking building ng siyudad at itong ipipitch nila ngayong araw ay isa sa mga malalaking kumpanya ng bansa. kilala ito internationally kaya napakalaking project nito para sa firm nila.

pagkatapos magpatuyo ng buhok at magbihis ni jaemin, agad siyang lumabas dahil malapit na mag-11. nainform na rin sila na padating na ang mga clients kaya dumiretso na rin silang dalawa sa conference hall, hindi malaman laman ni chenle kung bakit kabadong kabado si jaemin. mukhang hindi naman ito nasobrahan sa kape dahil madalas ngang umiinom ito ng ilang shots ng espresso at hindi nahihilo. “tangina mo, ‘wag kang kabahan, yari tayo kay bossing kapag palpak ‘tong pitch na ‘to” bulong ni chenle kay jaemin.

lalong kumabog ang puso ni jaemin nang bumukas ang pinto at niluwa nito ang mga kliyente, nakaharap siya sa pintuan kaya kitang kita niya kung sino ang mga pumapasok sa loob. kaya pala siya kinakabahan, hindi lang simpleng kliyente ang makikita niya, kundi ikaw. nagtama ang mga mata niyo, ngumiti ka sa kanya at dumiretso sa upuan mo. nagpakilala ang lahat sa isa’t isa, at nung ikaw na nag magpapakilala, parang ibang tao ang nakikita ni jaemin sa harap niya.

“y/n is our financial officer, she’s the best in our company kaya naman sinama namin siya dito dahil siya ang magaasikaso ng budget for the construction” sabi ng CEO, “okay, shall we start?”

habang nagpipitch si jaemin, hindi siya mapakali. nakatitig ka kasi sakanya habang nakikinig, hindi tuloy niya alam ang gagawin niya. buti nalang talaga at pinilit siya ni chenle na maligo at suotin itong suit na pinahiram niya, kahit na ba puting t-shirt lang ang panloob niya, mukha siyang presentable.

“y/n, what do you think? pasok ba sa budget ng company ‘yung ganyang design? do you think na we’ll have problems sa budget?” tanong ng CEO niyo sa’yo.

ngumiti ka, “well, first off, kudos to the architect and the engineer who designed our future building. it’s very refreshing and eye pleasing. mukhang mags-stand out ang building namin sa business district,” puri mo, “i think it'll fit in our budget, mr. park. as long as they keep the architect’s word that they will use the best materials to build this building. overall, i don’t think we’ll have problems sa budget.”

natapos ang meeting pagkatapos pang magbigay ng ibang opinyon ng board members ng kumpanya niyo. pagkatapos mo ngang magsalita, hindi na nakaimik si jaemin dahil focused lang ang utak niya sa compliment na sinabi mo. ni hindi siya nakapagpaalam sa’yo nung bumaba ka ng building, pero alam niyang hindi ito ang huling beses na magkikita kayo.

“jaemin, sabi mo lilibre mo ‘ko” sabi ni chenle sakanya pagkalabas nila ng conference hall, “bili mo ‘ko black milktea”

“tangina naman neto ni chenle, nagtatrabaho ‘ko. may kape sa pantry”

“gusto ko milktea galing sa cafe sa baba eh tsaka sabi mo ililibre mo 'ko kasi pinahiram kita ng damit”

tinitigan siya ni jaemin ng masama ay umirap, “arte naman nito, oo na” sabi ni jaemin, humiwalay si jaemin sa team niya at dumiretso sa mga elevator para bumaba. hindi laging puno ang cafe na ‘to, madalas ang mga kumakain dito ay ang mga nagtatrabaho rin sa firm nila jaemin kaya naman agad siyang dumiretso sa cashier para umorder. “isang order ng black milktea tsaka isang iced americano, to go” banggit niya sa cashier at inabot ang card niya.

“jaemin?”

‘yung boses na inaasam-asam niyang marinig, ‘yung boses na ilang taon na ang nakalipas hindi pa rin niya makalimutan, ‘yung boses ng taong minamahal niya. napalingon si jaemin sa’yo at ngumiti, “y/n” bati nito, “ah, miss, tawag nalang ako ah. dito lang ako sa table na ‘to”

umupo si jaemin sa harap mo, ngumiti ka sakanya. “so, ikaw pala ang nagdesign ng building namin… i didn’t know kasi galing akong main office sa paris”

“ah, oo… ilang buwan ‘kong trinabaho ‘yun, buti nagustuhan mo.” nahihiyang sabi ni jaemin, “kumusta?” ako pa rin ba?

“okay lang naman, pagod kasi ang haba ng flight kaya nagpapatanggal jetlag muna ‘ko dito” sagot mo, “i heard you were with kuya last night, bachelor’s party niya di ‘ba?”

tumango si jaemin, “hindi na nga ‘ko nagulat na kay ria siya ikakasal… halos sampung taon na sila di ‘ba? kasi five years na sila nung… nung…”

“umalis ako? yep.” sabi mo, “jaemin, kumusta ka?”

ito, ikaw pa rin hanggang ngayon. “okay lang, medyo masakit ulo kasi ang lakas uminom ng kapatid mo.”

“i meant, kumusta ka talaga? how’s your life? may girlfriend ka ba or fiancee? bukod sa trabaho, anong ginagawa mo?”

“okay lang ako, y/n” sagot nito, “wala ‘kong girlfriend, wala kong fiancee. single ako, matagal na.”

“simula nung umalis ako?”

malungkot kang tinignan ni jaemin sa mata, ilang taon na ang nakalipas at ni-isang beses hindi siya pumasok sa relasyon dahil umaasa niyang pagbalik mo, maayos niyo ito. maayos niyo ang kung anong meron kayo. “...oo, ikaw pa rin talaga eh” umamin ito, “alam mo, nung ika-limang buwan mo sa europa? pumunta ako ng paris para bisitahin ‘yung tita ko,” kwento nito, “nakita kita kasi ‘di inaasahang mahahagip ka sa litratong kinuha ng pinsan ko. halos mawala-wala ako sa paris nun para lang hanapin ka,” lumunok si jaemin, pinagiisipan kung itutuloy pa ba ang kwento o hindi na, “nahanap kita, y/n… pero may kasama kang iba.”

“jaemin—”

“gusto sana kitang lapitan nun, gusto sana kitang halikan, gusto sana kitang yakapin pero nakita kong may gumagawa na pala nun sa’yo.” pumiyok ang boses ni jaemin dahil naiiyak siya tuwing naaalala niya ang memoryang ‘yun, wala siyang ibang pinagsabihan sa nangyari sa paris. “alam kong talo na ‘ko nung nakita ko ‘yun, wala akong choice kundi umalis nalang”

“why didn’t you?”

“ha?”

“bakit hindi ka lumapit?” tanong mo, “bakit hindi mo ako tinawag? bakit hindi mo ko kinalabit?”

“kasi nakita kong masaya ka na, sino ba naman ako para sirain ‘yung kasiyahan mo di ‘ba?”

napailing ka at tumawa ng marahan, “hanggang kailan ka magiging duwag, jaemin na?” tanong mo, “sa tingin mo masaya ‘ko nun? umiiyak ako gabi-gabi sa paris dahil hindi ka mawala sa isip ko. umiiyak ako kasi tangina kahit anong pilit kong kalimutan ka, hindi ko talaga kaya. it took me years to move on from you, alam mo ba ‘yun?”

“hindi na ‘ko duwag ngayon, kaya na kitang panindigan” sabi niya, “y/n, pwede pa ba?”

“bakit ngayon ka pa hindi naduwag? kung kailan hindi na pwede?” narinig ni jaemin na bumukas ang pintuan ng cafe, “iba sana ang takbo ng buhay natin ngayon.”

may lumapit na lalaki sa’yo at hinalikan ka sa noo, nanlaki ang mata ni jaemin sa nakita niya. “oh! you must be jeno’s best friend, jaemin, right?” tanong nito, at inabot ang kamay niya. agad namang nakipag-kamay si jaemin, “i’m mark lee, y/n’s fiance”

“it was nice seeing you again, kuya jaemin.” sabi mo at tumayo, “i guess this is goodbye.”

pinanood kang umalis ni jaemin palayo habang hawak-hawak mo ang kamay ng lalaking mapapang-asawa mo. sa isip-isip niya paano nga kaya kung hindi siya naging duwag, ano? kung hinarap ka niya, kung hindi ka niya tinakasan, kung kinalabit ka niya. napailing si jaemin at tumayo nang tawagin ang pangalan niya, saktong pag-ikot niya para umalis, nakita niyang pumasok ka sa kotse ng fiance mo.

you will always be my biggest and favorite what if, my biggest ‘sana’, y/n lee. wala na atang makakapalit sa’yo sa buhay ko, habang buhay nalang kitang hihintayin.

sufries!!! kala niyo tapos na story ni y/n at kuya jaem? HINDE MAY ALTERNATE ENDING KAMENG SINULAT DAHIL DASURB NG DALAWA MABUHAY NA MASAYA KAYA WAIT NIYO NALANG DAHIL SINUSULAT PA NAMIN SIYA RAYNAO EHEHEHEEH LINK NALANG NAMIN DITO KAPAG NAPOST NA NAMIN

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MGA KARAKTER. dad!jaemin x mom!reader (kuya's bff universe)

TAGS. fluff, parenting!au, married!au

BILANG NG MGA SALITA. 2.4k

MGA BABALA. profanities, mentions pregnancy, pregnant!reader, descriptions of childbirth, mentions blood, BASTA PURE FAMILY FLUFF DAHIL NAMISS NAMIN SILA JAEIN, JAEMIN AT Y/N

CHIKA NG ADMINS. we remembered the anon na nagtanong sa prev account namin if we were planning to post dad!jaemin from kuya's bff universe and meron naman talaga, ito 'yung hindi na namin sinama sa pinakastory (or sa alternate ending)! anyway, s/b po kami ngayon kaya medyo tahimik kami, kinocontact na rin namin si tvmblr pero walang response so hopefully this post will find you all :(

HAPPY JAEMIN DAY!!! <3

NUNG NALAMAN MONG BUNTIS KA, HINDI MO AGAD SINABI KAY JAEMIN.

isang buwan kang hindi dinatnan, sobrang sensitive mo rin sa mga bagay-bagay at simpleng yakap lang ng asawa mo, mabilis kang mairita. madalas kang tulog agad pag-uwi galing trabaho o pagkatapos niyong maglambingan ni jaein, nadadatnan ka ng asawa mong tulog sa sofa niyo. madalas ka ring sumuka tuwing umaga and that's when you decided na bumisita sa doktor. nung una dapat pregnancy test lang, pero mas mabuti na 'yung siguradong sigurado ka sa resulta. "mrs. na, you're 5 weeks pregnant" ngiti ng doktor sa'yo, "this is the time where your baby's body begins to form na, it's a little structure palang naman. you can come back two weeks from now para madetect natin ang heartbeat ni baby. for now, be safe muna dahil maliit pa si baby sa tyan mo"

naghahalong kasiyahan at kinakabahan ang nararamdaman mo nung lumabas ka sa clinic ng doktor, hawak hawak ang resulta mo. after 7 years, masusundan na si jaein. though it did worry you sa age gap nila, may kalayuan kasi ito at nasa edad si jaein na sanay na siya na siya lang mag-isa, na sa kanya lang ang atensyon niyong mag-asawa. hindi naman siguro magiging problema 'yun di 'ba? isip mo habang nagmamaneho papunta sa bahay ng kuya mo dahil si ria ang sumundo kay jaein ngayon sa school. wala kasi sa siyudad si jaemin dahil may project raw siyang inaasikaso kaya hindi niya masundo ang panganay niyo madalas.

pagdating mo sa bahay nila ria, nadatnan mong nakikipaglaro si jaein sa mga pinsan niya. kambal kasi ang anak ng kuya mo, the 5 year olds, jia at jio. isang taon palang silang kasal nung nalaman nilang buntis sila sa kambal. hala, paano kung kambal rin 'tong pinagbubuntis ko? isip mo, napansin ni jeno na bigla kang namutla at natulala. kinaway nito ang kamay niya sa harap mo, "okay ka lang, bunso?"

"ha? ah, oo… may naisip lang," sagot mo, "jaein, get your bag na anak." tumango ang bata sa'yo at pumunta sa sala kung saan niya iniwan ang gamit niya kanina, "i have a question, kuya"

"hmm?"

"mahirap ba?" tanong mo, nagtaas ng kilay si jeno, "mag-alaga ng twins nung baby pa?"

“mahirap kung mag-isa ka lang, naawa nga ako kay ria nung natapos 'yung paternity leave ko kasi kambal 'yan. buti nga andyan kayo ni jaemin para tulungan siya eh” sagot ng kuya mo, “bakit, buntis ka ba?”

nanlaki ang mga mata mo, sa dami-daming pwedeng maging suspetsya ng kuya mo, talagang ‘yun pa ang una niyang naisip. umiling ka at tumawa para hindi mahalata, “naisip ko lang, buntis kasi ‘yung katrabaho ko. kambal raw” pagsisinungaling mo, pakiramdam mo rin kasi masyado pang maaga para sabihin sa kanilang lahat na buntis ka. baka ma-jinx at kung ano pang mangyari sa inyo ng batang dinadala mo. “thank you for picking her up ah, may emergency kasi sa trabaho kaya ‘di ko agad nasundo”

“okay lang, ano ka ba. ate ‘yan nila jia at jio, tsaka nasa iisang school lang naman sila kaya mas madali” ngiti ni ria, nagbeso si jaein sa mga pinsan niya at sa tiyuhin bago tumakbo papunta sa kotse mo. habang nagmamaneho ka pauwi, pinapakinggan mo lang ang kwento ng anak mo. tuwang tuwa siya palagi kapag kasama niya ang kambal, sobrang close na rin kasi nilang tatlo dahil sabay-sabay silang lumaki kahit mas matanda ng dalawang taon si jaein. spoiled rin ang tatlong apo sa mga magulang niyo ni jeno, madalas silang nagd-date lima para lang mabigyan kayo ng alone time kasama ang mga asawa niyo.

and the last alone time you had with your husband? ito na, nakabuo na. hindi mo rin alam kung bakit ka nag-aalala, kasal naman na kayo ni jaemin, mag-lilimang taon na nga a few weeks from now pero natatakot ka sa magiging reaksyon nito. after a few years, ngayon ka lang ulit magbubuntis pero this time, you’re a much stronger woman unlike nung pinagbubuntis mo si jaein. fragile ka pa ‘nun at mag-isa sa ibang bansa, wala pa si jaemin ‘nun. you absolutely have nothing to worry about now, you’re married and jaein’s at the right age na rin to understand your situation. you just need to figure out kung paano mo sasabihin sa asawa mo.

“mommy, are you okay?” tanong ni jaein pag-pasok niyo sa elevator, “you look tense”

“mommy’s okay, anak. pagod lang sa work,” sagot mo, “do you have homeworks today? kumusta ang school?”

umiling ang bata, “nope! walang homeworks and school was alright, i got a perfect score sa quiz and teacher said i’m exempted sa exam because i answered her question correctly!” masayang balita ng bata, tulad ni jaemin, natural na matalino ang anak niyo. hindi na kailangan ng tutor, basta matyaga lang kayo ni jaemin na tinutulungan siya pa-minsan minsan sa mga homeworks niya. “can i play with my ipad mamaya since wala naman po akong homework?”

“of course anak, basta once we got home, take a shower muna”

over the course of the next few weeks, hirap na hirap kang itago ang sikreto kay jaemin. gustong-gusto mong sabihin na sa kanya pero madalas kasing late na nakakauwi ito galing trabaho, hindi mo rin naman pinagdududahan dahil oras-oras sa’yong nagtetext ng pictures sa trabaho at sa site ng proyekto niya. at pagdating nga ng araw ng anibersaryo niyo, sa wakas, matapos ang paghihintay ng ilang linggo, nasabi mo na sa asawa mong buntis ka at nalaman mong ang proyekto palang ginagawa niya ay ang magiging bahay niyo. bilib ka rin sa asawa mo dahil isang taon niyang natago sa’yo itong bahay na ‘to, kaya pala madalas siyang wala sa bahay kahit weekends dahil namimili pala ng gamit para sa bahay na ito.

bilib ka kay jaemin dahil kilalang kilala ka niya, alam na alam niya ang mga gusto at ayaw mo sa bahay— pati na rin ang gusto ng anak niyo! naalala mo kasi nung pumunta kayong tatlo sa ikea, sabi ni jaein, nagustuhan raw niya ang isang design ng model room at kung anong itsura ng model room na ‘yun, ganun ang itsura ng kwarto ng panganay niyo. may kalakihan ang bagong bahay, limang kwarto ito, apat sa taas at isa sa baba. may extrang kwarto pa siyang pinagawa para maging office niyong mag-asawa tuwing sa bahay kayo nagtatrabaho. natatawa ka nga dahil sabi ni jaemin, kung maaga mo daw sinabi na buntis ka sa kanya, papapalitan raw niya agad ang design ng isang kwarto pero sabi mo naman, masyado pang maaga para mag-design ng nursery dahil hindi niyo pa naman alam ang kasarian ng bata.

buti na lang at hindi madaldal itong panganay niyo dahil sinabi niyo sa kanya na magkakaroon na siya ng kapatid nung birthday ni jaemin. jaein’s reaction was the complete opposite of what you expected, ang ineexpect mo kasi ay magtatantrums ito. naiyak ka dahil niyakap ka ng panganay niyo at nag-thank you sa’yo, in her words, “hindi na ‘ko magiging lonely, mommy”. you three snuggled in your new living room that night, watching disney movies.

breaking the news to both his and your parents, as well as your brother became so challenging. sobrang hirap itago ng lumalaki mong tiyan lalo na nung nag-aya silang mag-family outing sa beach. gulat na gulat sila nun dahil madalas kang nakapang-swimming, pero lumabas ka sa villa niyo na naka-malaking t-shirt at taklob na taklob ang katawan. may suspetsya na si jeno na buntis ka nun kaya umamin na rin kayo ni jaemin na apat na buwan ka na ngang buntis. by the end of the day, both families toasted and wished you an easy and safe pregnancy.

jaemin was very hands-on during the pregnancy. willing mag-drive papunta sa kabilang siyudad dahil gusto mong kumain ng pizza na olives lang, walang cheese, walang sauce at galing pa sa isang pizza parlor na hindi available sa siyudad niyo. nagdadrive kayong dalawa ng alas tres ng madaling araw para kumain sa mcdo kapag nasa sleepover ang panganay niyo sa mga pinsan o sa bahay ng mga lolo at lola niya. kahit sa mga check-ups mo, hinding hindi ka pinapayagan ni jaemin na pumunta mag-isa. mas marami pang tanong si jaemin sa doktor kesa sa'yo, sabi niya kasi, hindi daw niya alam kung anong gagawin niya dahil mag-isa kang nagbuntis kay jaein. nung nalaman niyang lalaki ang magiging anak niyo, naiyak siya sa sobrang tuwa dahil inggit na inggit nga raw siya kay jeno dahil sa unang try ni ria at jeno, kambal agad tapos babae’t lalaki pa (bwisit na bwisit ka sa kanya nung sinabi niya ‘yun kaya binatukan mo siya).

ilang linggo na lang at dadating na ang bunso, kaya nag-leave si jaemin sa trabaho para makapagbakasyon kayong tatlo. sabi niya kasi, ito na raw ang huling moments niyo na tatlo na lang kayo. he wanted to savor these little moments before the baby comes. jaemin loved taking candid photos of you and jaein; his favorite one is the picture na nakapatong ang ulo ni jaein sa tiyan mo at kinakausap ang kapatid sa loob. even the randomest moment, like you using a fetal doppler and arranging the diapers in the nursery. mukhang may tatalo na ata sa paboritong picture ni jaemin dahil ngayon, napicturean niya kayo ni jaein na naglalakad sa beach ng sunset at nakahalik ang panganay niyo sa tiyan mo.

"see you in a few weeks, baby jae" sabi ni jaein, sabay halik ulit. nakangiti ka at hinaplos ang pisngi ng anak mo, "mommy, take care rin po sa hospital ah"

hindi kasi sasama si jaein sa ospital kapag nanganak ka na, iiwan niyo muna siya sa lolo't lola niya pansamantala hanggang sa makalabas na ang bunso. like her dad, jaein was really helpful rin during the pregnancy. laging naka-alalay tuwing bababa ka sa hagdan and even the smallest ways, she'd try her best to serve you dahil medyo maselan nga ang pagbubuntis mo.

"how are you feeling, mahal?" tanong ni jaemin sa'yo habang minamasahe ang kamay mo. hindi mo siya nasagot dahil nanghihina ka kada contraction na nararamdaman at nararanasan mo. tahimik pa sa loob ng delivery room dahil kayong dalawa pa lang, kaya humalik si jaemin sa noo mo, "i'm sorry wala ako nung pinanganak mo si jaein… that must've been worse kasi mag-isa ka lang"

"partly, it's my fault, jaem… natakot akong sabihin sa'yo eh," sagot mo, "pero andito ka na, ilang oras na lang rin lalabas na si jaejun." napailing ka dahil medyo malakas ang naramdaman mo, parang gustong gusto na atang lumabas ng bata. "jaem, tawag ka ng doktor, please… i think ito na."

a loud, piercing scream comes out of you the moment the doctors checked you. you were fully dilated and kitang kita na ang bumbunan ng bata. kada ire mo, umiiyak ka, walang magawa si jaemin kundi halikan lang ang bumbunan mo at hawakan ang kamay mo. punyeta ang laki ng ulo ng batang 'to ah, isip mo sa tuwing sinasabi ng doktor na umire ka. and on the last final push, the two of you finally heard jaejun's first cry. parang bumagal ang takbo ng mundo nung narinig ni jaemin 'yun at nung tumama ang mga mata niya sa batang nilipat sa isang lamesa para linisin ang mga dugo at iba pang likido na nakadikit sa katawan niya.

"mr. na? sabi po ni misis kayo ang magc-cut nf umbilical cord," sabi ng isang nurse, nanghihina kang tumango kay jaemin at pinakawalan ang mga kamay niya. hindi niya alam kung bakit manghang-mangha siya habang tinuturuan siya ng mga nurse kung paano ang gagawin niya.

"ay, anak bakit ka umiiyak? gusto mo kay mommy?" paglalambing ni jaemin pagtapos niyang i-cut ang umbilical cord. "jaejun na, welcome to the world, anak… kamukhang kamukha mo si mommy ah"

halos mapunit ang mga labi ni jaemin kakangiti dahil hawak-hawak mo ang bata, isang araw pagkatapos mong manganak. he even tried skin to skin for a few minutes hanggang sa umiyak ito dahil gutom na. ngayong araw pupunta ang panganay niyo dito para makilala ang bunso, kahit puyat dahil iyak ng iyak si jaejun, maagang nagising si jaemin para maghanda. pagpasok ng panganay niyo sa loob ng kwarto, nakangiti agad siya at yumakap sa tatay. "dad, gising na po si mommy and bunso?" tanong nito, "i want to see them na"

"yes anak, careful lang ah. 'wag masyado malikot sa tabi ni mommy kasi nagpapadede siya" ngiti ni jaemin, agad na tumakbo papunta sa'yo ang panganay, iniwan na ang mga lolo at lola niya. "ma, pa… pasensya na po sa abala kay jaein ah."

"ano ka ba, jaemin— wala 'yun." sabi ng nanay mo, "kumusta? anong oras pinanganak si bunso?"

"7:27 am po, nahirapan si y/n kasi… malaki po 'yung ulo" napakamot ng batok si jaemin habang natawa ang mga magulang mo, "pasok po kayo, gising po sila pareho"

natapos ang araw, bumisita na sila jeno pati ang magulang ni jaemin. lahat sila iisa ang sabi, kamukhang kamukha mo raw at isa lang ang sagot mo, "dapat lang, 9 months ko 'yang dinala eh" biro mo. para tuloy kayong set ng kambal apat dahil si jaein ay kamukha ni jaemin, tapos ngayon naman si jaejun kamukha mo. nagpaiwan na si jaein sa ospital dahil gusto raw niyang matulog sa tabi ng kapatid, pumayag na rin kayo ni jaemin dahil namiss niyo rin naman ang panganay niyo. alas dose ng madaling araw, pareho kayong gising ni jaemin dahil ngayon palang kayo kakain ng hapunan. nakatingin si jaemin sa dalawang anak niyo, si jaein na nakahiga sa sofa at katabi ang crib ni jaejun.

hindi niya maiwasang hindi isipin kung gaano kagaling ang tadhana, kung paano tumakbo ang mundo. jaemin once lost you, but eventually you found each other again. who would've thought na ang childhood friend na kapatid ng best friend niya na naging fubu niya pala ang makakatuluyan niya? it was like some twisted fate.

"tulala ka, hon" sabi mo, hinaplos mo ang pisngi niya kaya nawala ang pagiging tulala nito. "lalim iniisip natin, mister ah?"

ngumiti si jaemin, "iniisip ko lang kung gaano ka-amazing 'yung naging takbo ng buhay natin," sabi niya, "we were childhood friends, tapos—"

"kinakarat mo ko sa likod ni kuya" asar mo, narinig mong nag-tsk ang asawa mo kaya natawa ka. "alam ko kung anong sinasabi mo, jaem. hindi tayo magiging ganito ngayon kung pinilit mo 'ko magstay dito nung aalis ako papuntang paris. iba ang takbo ng buhay natin"

jaemin leaned over to kiss you, napangiti ka kahit pagod na pagod ka buong araw. "i love you, baby"

"i love you too, kuya jaem" asar mo pa, nakita mo ang pagbabago ng ekspresyon ng asawa mo.

"baby naman eh"

kinulong mo ang mukha niya sa dalawa mong kamay at humalik, "i love you too, mahal"

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markiemelon · 1 year

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chubby bunny

fluff . no warnings!

sitting on the couch with your boyfriend!jaemin. you think it’s funny to smush his cheeks together because he hates it.

"say chubby bunny" you giggled.

"chubby bunny” he attempted to say.

his face turned bright pink when he saw the way your eyes lit up when you laughed, he sighed and pulled you in closer to lay your head into his neck.

"i love you y/n.”

you know jaemin loves you. he makes it very clear, but normally it's through gestures or acts of kindness, not usually saying it deliberately. and you had no problem with that. you loved this about jaemin. you could tell he truly meant it when he did say it.

"i love you.." jaemin buries his face into your shoulder. "..so, so much."

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i-luvsang · 2 years

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oH GOD YES SOFT HOURS

do you just lay back and think about cuddling wITH JENO OR JAEMIN OR AKSKSLSLJS

and honestly i think Renjun is sooo cuddly and all but honestly all just :((

late night talks with Jeno and he plays with your hair and does asmr for you and cuddles you and whispers sweet nothings and i am not okay </3

OH MY GOD HI SORRY IDK WHY I DIDNT SEE THIS BEFORE TY FOR SENDING IN SOFT THOUGHTS <333

no because i want jeno to play with my hair that's such a cute thought im crying now. like cuddles with any one of those three boys would just be pure heaven.

i am so sorry idk what happened to my nct dream feels i'm trying to reawaken them LMAO UMM

idk your thought about jeno is just perfect, soft conversations long after the sun has gone down, his hands in your hair or rubbing your back until your conversation turns into nothing but whispers of those sweet nothings. or cuddling with him while you read books together UGH THAT CONCEPT HAS ME CRYING ON THE FLOOR

jaemin... we all know that he's just so so so so cuddly and clingy he can't last a night without cuddles from you, genuinely. and he's always just so so sweet about everything ever he's always saying he loves you and that you look so lovely in those pajamas or asking you to tell him about your day. he really loves having soft conversations but also definitely loves cuddling in silence and falling asleep like that :,)

and i mean like i said i haven't been in my dream feels for a while BUT WHOEVER WAS HERE WAY BACK THEN KNOWS THAT IM SUCH A RENJUN SIMP I MEAN he was my ult for a few years and i am so very soft for and in love with that man. but JUST IMAGINE imagine him drawing shapes on the back of your hand as he holds you close on the couch, two cups of tea on the coffee table and old moomin episodes playing on his laptop in the background and just sitting there and loving each other in silence bye i'll go cry now GNIGHT UGH

#［ soft hours : open %.#nct dream soft hours #jeno soft hours #jaemin soft hours #renjun soft hours #nct dream fluff #jeno fluff #jaemin fluff #renjun fluff

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theficblog · 2 years

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JUST NOT ENOUGH

NA JAEMIN

Prologue: Your boyfriend Jaemin can get really shy, times like these make you the one that initiates something physical

Genre: Fluff + Bed sharing AU

Wordcount: 899

Prompts: “Give me the remote.” + “We could get caught, what if someone bashes in!?”

Warnings: None

A day that had been full of walking, roaming, eating, bargaining, clicking pictures with your boyfriend's new camera, and overall touristing had finally come to an end, leaving you exhausted.

You tossed your bag and shoes on the floor and sank into the bed. This was the perfect time for a bath. There was something about a bath filled with perfumed bubbles that instantly calmed you down, and it was even better if you added some candles.

"Umm. Actually, I-I'm fine, you can go ahead with it, I'll wait.." Jaemin replied, rather, refused your offer of him joining you in the tub, despite the fact that it would be fantastic for company. But, you see, you couldn't expect the man who shuddered from head to toe at the smallest brushing of fingers to join you in a bath, naked.

"Alright." You declared as you headed inside, returning not before a good thirty minutes, only to find your boyfriend with his eyes glued to his laptop screen.

"Editing those photos again?" You questioned him, as he sat on a sofa chair, at some distance, to the left side of your bed, while drying your long locks, which smelled of your honey and lavender shampoo.

You did not waste much time in getting yourself ready for bed, still somehow utilising that time to converse with Jaemin. Once you were done, you finally pulled over the duvet with a sigh.

"Come, Sleep!" You patted the right side of the bed, indicating your boyfriend to finally give his body some rest.

"Just a minute." He replied, without even looking at you once, his eyes still glued to the electronic.

You hummed back, stretching your arms, staring at the ceiling. It took Jaemin more than a minute for sure as by now you had introspected the last six months of your life, only after the design and lighting got too boring to bear.

"How long do you plan to stay there?" The tub of patience overflowed with water. "All night." He reverted, concentrated on the screen, only if you concentrated that much on your classes, you'd probably be working for NASA.

"Huh? All night?" You inquired, but your brain's bulb blazed and lit up quickly

"Oh, Ohhhhhh." You said it out loud, emphasising the second oh.

In the twelve months of being together, the maximum extent you had gone with Jaemin was a kiss. Just a kiss. Okay, maybe some touchings here and there, but it was never just enough.

"Stop being so melodramatic, this is just bed sharing, not the beginning of some porn movie, Jaemin." You nagged at him, now this was one rare time you were not on the receiving end.

A blush took over his cheeks, he pushed his hair back, the silky locks interlocking with his fingers. "Al-alright."

It had been fifteen minutes since then. Jaemin laid to your right, arms and legs straight in the 'attention' position, keeping a prescribed distance from you as if it were a military drill.

"Sniff" he voiced, it was evident that he was cold, a result of not covering his flesh with the bed linen.

"Could you increase the temperature by a bit, maybe?" Jaemin requested, pointing to the remote control that was seated on the stand closer to your side.

"It's pretty hot, isn't it?" You mumbled with your face buried in the sheets, it was cold after all. Ironic. Maybe you should have been more careful about that.

"Give me the remote." Jaemin pleaded this time. He was trying his best to reach out, stretching his arm out to have access.

"Hmmm, take this" you grabbed the duvet, not the remote, offering him some room inside it.

Much to your amazement, he accepted it, even though his arms were still crossed, his shoulders straight and his body stiffened. Sleeping under arrest would have been more comfortable.

That was enough. He was your boyfriend.

You pushed your face out of the white sheets, turned on your side, and wrapped your arm around your boyfriend's torso on the spur of the moment. You pillowed his chest, as you let out a sigh. "Finally.”

Jaemin on the other hand, was too stunned. His body which was still positioned the same way, now began to change its posture. His hand was shivering and struggling to place it around you.

"Let me help." You held his hand, firmly placing it on your body.

But again, this was not just not enough.

You shifted your gaze upwards, meeting Jaemin's black, round eyes that were glinting with happiness. You knew he always wanted this but never dared.

Impulses took over once more, and you pressed your lips against his, leaving him stunned once more. It was only you at first, and it took him a while to reciprocate the same action. You were both too engrossed in the moment, concentrating solely on the smooches and tongues.

"We could get caught! What if someone bashes in?!" There went off the security alarm again. Who in their right mind would enter a locked room? There's nothing wrong with two adults, fully clothed, sharing a bed and having a good time together.

"Na Jaemin I swear to God!"

Jaemin burst into laughter hysterically, throwing his head back, right before he was smashed with the velvet cushion in the face.

You could bet this night was going to be eventful.

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