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gyeomsweetgyeom · 7 months

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[2:41 pm]

(cw: pregnant reader, pregnancy complication scare, a little angst with a fluffy ending)

Simply saying you were stressed wouldn't even begin to cover all the chaos that happened to you throughout the day. First, you car wouldn't start as you were trying to go to work, so you went in late. It was even more of a pain to call your boss and explain that on a day that you asked to get off early you were also going to come in late, even though it was out of your control he was far from happy. Then you had a meeting that you had to rush into, not to mention you were a little under prepared thanks to pregnancy brain and overall exhaustion.

After the meeting finished you just couldn't wait to take a break and then go home. Your mind had been in a million places all at once, focusing on only getting yourself through the day. Unfortunately your mind wasn't even on the other life growing inside of you until you were seated on an sterile, paper wrapped exam table.

You were 5 months into your pregnancy and just a few weeks ago your little one started to kick whenever they could. When you laughed you'd feel the little feet flutter at the bottom of your rib cage. Sometimes when you were falling asleep you'd feel that same flutter on the left side of your belly. It felt strange, like actual butterflies in your stomach, but it was a strange feeling you'd come to love- it was your baby.

Your mind began to race. All day you'd been so focused on yourself that you didn't even pay attention to your baby. You were still early enough in your pregnancy that something could go wrong, had something gone wrong? Had you been so stressed that something happened? Had you been too selfish to focus only on yourself and not the well-being on the baby inside of you?

You wrung your hands together as dad!Jaemin stepped into the room, pressing a kiss to your forehead in greeting while he took in the far away look on your face. He tried asking you how your day was and received only a hum in response. He reached out and ran a hand over your shoulder, "What's wrong my love?"

"I didn't feel the baby move today," you whispered, afraid your voice would crack.

"You had a stressful day my love, I'm sure everything is fine. The doctor will come in and we're going to hear a strong heartbeat, and everything will be fine," Jaemin reassured, pressing his lips to your temple as you tried your best to keep yourself calm. He wouldn't tell you in the moment or probably even for a while, but he felt his stomach drop and tie itself into knots at the idea that something could be wrong. He kept his face calm to reassure you but his mind was running through every worst case scenario there was.

The doctor came in and ran through her usual questions and asked if you had any concerns, of course you told her about not feeling the baby move. Her face didn't change as she reassured you that some days babies just weren't as active, but the scan would be the most informative.

You laid back with your shirt pulled up to reveal your bump, you brought up a hand to rest on your chest, noticing the shakiness from your nerves. Jaemin took note and took your hand into his grasp and pressed a kiss there to put you at ease.

Your doctor did her routine of showing you the baby's head, feet, arms, and hands. Then asked you both to get ready to hear the heartbeat. You shut your eyes tightly in anticipation, all you could hear at the moment was the sound of your own heartbeat pounding in your ears. Jaemin steeled himself. If they didn't hear anything he would have to be strong for you. He wouldn't be able to break down when you were already so worried that it could all be your fault. He hoped and prayed that he wouldn't have to do that and would only have to be the reassuring voice that, yes, of course everything would be fine.

"And there it is, steady and strong." You heard before you finally focused on the beat playing around the room.

It almost felt like you were deflating, all your worries seemed to melt away as it turned out that everything was fine. "Looks like the baby knew you needed all the energy you could get today so they stayed a little calmer. It's normal to have some days be more active than others, but of course if you have any concerns please don't hesitate to reach out if needed," the doctor smiled as she passed you a few paper towels to wipe off the gel still coating your stomach.

Jaemin let out a long breath too, feeling his heat return to it's usual resting heartbeat while the doctor told him that the receptionists at the front would have their pictures and help schedule their next appointment.

Jaemin pressed another kiss to your forehead, "I told you everything would be fine."

"Don't think I didn't hear you let out that long breath or squeeze my hand," You replied as you eased yourself off the table.

"That wasn't me." Jaemin stated firmly.

You laughed, "It's fine we can both cry about it when we get home."

He pulled you into his side by your waist, "I'd rather cry looking at the new pictures of our beautiful baby."

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jaeyunverse · 9 months

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the roommate conflict (teaser)

pairing: na jaemin x fem!reader

genres: fluff, crack, angst, found family, strangers to lovers, roommate au, college au

est. wc: 20k

warnings: profanity, chaos, lots of idol features + all warnings to be added in the full fic!

summary: your roommate is the devil incarnate, you can’t afford your own place, chaewon won’t move out of the apartment you’re supposed to move in till the next semester and you’re positive you will kill yourself the next time someone pisses you off. cue na jaemin, the cute boy from next door, who swoops in and saves the day by offering you a place in his home.

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note: i am in love w roommate aus!!!!!! and i’m really excited for this one hehe <3

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“So you’re going to keep living with Eunsook for the next few months?”

You shrugged and looked out the window, noticing that you were only a few minutes away from your destination. “I don’t have much of a choice. The dorms are at full capacity and I can’t afford to live alone.”

Jaemin bit his lip in contemplation. Technically, he could offer to let you live with him and his housemates. Chenle had already gone back to China to complete the rest of his education, meaning Jaemin didn’t have a roommate anymore.

Besides, with you chipping in on the rent, his own financial problems would be solved.

To Jaemin, the idea seemed to be a win-win. He enjoyed your company thoroughly and doubted the boys would be opposed to you moving in.

Nonetheless, outright suggesting it to you felt weird. This was only your second encounter, and though your best friends were some of his close friends, he couldn’t just drop the question out of nowhere.

You probably weren’t even comfortable living in a house filled with people of the opposite gender, and the last thing Jaemin wanted to do was make things awkward by putting you in a difficult position.

So, he decided to take the safer route and casually mentioned, “Tell me about it. My roommate returned to his home a month ago and now the rent’s being split three ways instead of four. The economy has been kicking our asses. Finding a good housemate is proving to be tougher than we thought too.”

You averted your gaze from the window to meet his. With no small amount of satisfaction, Jaemin noted that your eyebrows were raised.

You were interested.

The only thing left for you to do was ask.

Come on, he urged you mentally. Do it. Ask me if it’s possible for you to move in.

You opened your mouth to speak, but before you could do so, the car behind you honked multiple times.

Jaemin cringed and stepped on the accelerator, not having realised that the traffic light had turned green.

He glimpsed the shake of your head out of the corner of his eye and knew you’d decided against whatever you were going to say before.

“Yeah. Fuck inflation.”

No matter how hard he tried, Jaemin couldn’t stop his heart from sinking.

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ronjunnie · 12 days

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JAEMIN FIC RECOMMENDATIONS

SERIES

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ONESHOTS

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njmvers · 1 year

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from-izzy · 23 days

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yesterday's petal | nct na jaemin

“I see.” A petal of yesterday falls. “I’ll take care of them now.”

pairing » nct na jaemin x gn!reader (lmk if i missed anything!)

trope/au » non-idol au!, established relationship au!

genre » angst! just full angst!, grief and longing, reader remembering all the good times spent with jaemin, hurt and hope to move on, boyfriend na jaemin who took care of you so well, and you who loved him as much as he loves you

word count, estimated reading time » 1628, ~6 mins

warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » major character death, grief and loss, sorry not proofread 😭

navi/masterlist!! 🤍 part of 'especially to you...'

didn't think that my first nct story on this app would be this but...i needed this badly...

i am also getting back into nct! i might be able to go to dream's concert this year and i'm so excited! feel free to send me some nct content and help me catch up hehe

but other than that...

in a world where everyone seems to fit in so well and so easily...i hope that someday things will be better for me 🫂

With the amount of times you hit the door frame against the overhanging bell of the shop, it’s no surprise that the older woman recognises you.

Usually, she greets her customers brightly, especially those who look nervous and overwhelmed by her overflowing love and care towards the flowers that she prides herself on. At first, it was like that for you too, but the brightness of it all only lasted a few milliseconds at most.

She’s not new to her job; no, she’s not. She’s been doing this for years, having been brought up to it by her mother who has heavily influenced her to decorate all kinds of events with the delicate being, bringing in colours from one corner of the room to the other. But she knew the second you walked in her door without having to take your hat, scarf or sunglasses off, that you’re different from any of the other customers.

She can sense it from far away: a heart that has stopped beating. Amidst the chaotic, busy world, where most of the time a pin cannot be heard even in the library, she can feel the dejected feeling that your heart clenches painfully and that it never begs to differ. She wonders if you’ve always been like this or if you change under a different circumstance. Did her shop remind you of something unpleasant? Was it making you remember a painful memory that you never want to revisit ever again?

But you always kept coming back. If not every day, every second day. And this, without fail.

She wishes she had the courage to ask why the corners of your lips have never raised, why your hands are always limped by your side, swaying tirelessly beside your even tired heart. She wishes she could ask why your eyes are always so puffy and sometimes bloodshot when you bow to her as a greeting whenever you exit. And, she would always wonder the reason behind why you would pick up the same flowers every time. Again, with the number of times you visit, she wonders if you’re giving them away or if you just like to fill your room, and perhaps at this point house, just like her.

She never asks because of the way you held the stem of her flowers between your hands. It’s an interesting way to handle her art: you rest the bottom of the stem on your palm with your fingers curving up to make a little bowl while the fingers of your other hand are curled towards the centre of your palm, the little circle however always big enough that when you step over to the counter, the green stalk bounces around the circumference of the circle as you take your step towards her.

Just like every other day, you tapped your card on the machine and left after mouthing a ‘thank you’ when the affirmatory tick was displayed on the screen, a pair of curious eyes behind your slumped shoulders.

Your feet take you to the place that you go to every day, the navigation of getting there already deeply ingrained in you to even try and suppress. With each step, comes the setting of the city that you used to walk with your beloved boyfriend. So many memories are spent in every turn of the city, with every store being visited once whether it be a cafe or a baby clothing store. There was usually no purpose to your visits but the hand that held yours tightly made you remember that sometimes roaming around with no purpose brings the best moments in life.

The scent of the ramen shop across the street makes you hold your breath for a second, not wanting to trigger the accompanying cilantro scent that your nose remembers. The whirring of the coffee machine that you just passed only makes the inside of your mouth dry, remembering the unhealthy shots of caffeine that your boyfriend would drink without a thought in mind. The uneven paths of the ground play with your balance but this time, Na Jaemin isn’t here to hold on to you or even playfully joke around with you to say that he will ‘never let you fall the same way you already fell for him now’.

God, you just want to experience them again.

The way your friends found their significant others while you mull over the fact that Jaemin has left and will never come back. Not in this life, at least. So many times you would pray that you’ll find someone else but even when another person has shown interest in you and you accepted their offer to take you out on a date, you find yourself only thinking of Jaemin endlessly.

At first, you thought he cursed you. Just like how he would say he would if you ever woke him up from his after-school nap even though it was supposed to be a movie date at the cinemas.

But now you know that you’re just not ready for the change that took away the only person who loves you and that you love back an infinite times more. You’re not ready to have another person holding you, kissing you and whispering sweet nothings to you no matter your mood.

You just want Na Jaemin back.

“Hey…” You arrive at your destination, the glossy stone reflecting the sullen look on your face, hair messy both from the win and simply not caring about readjusting it back; that was supposed to be Jaemin’s thing after all. “How are you doing today?”

Your choice of clothing today is questionable: white shorts when you know that you will be sitting down on the ungrassed Earth. Nevertheless, it didn’t stop you because all you wanted after a tiring day of high school and trailing behind your friends who had their arms joined with the love of their life, is to just talk to Jaemin in a more eye-levelled state.

The conversations are endless and you make sure not to leave the slightest bit of detail from the day. You try your hardest to be positive, knowing well that Jaemin will always like you that way but one of the reasons why you love him is because if you did cry, he would still love and care for you without judgement or doubt. And the realisation that you’ll never see those eyes that you have fallen in love and would get lost in sinks in again.

You sob. Cry. Weep. Bawl.

You could scream. Yell. Shout.

And it’s killing you inside all the same.

“I’m so tired of being so lonely when there’s so many people around me, Nana.” Your chin rests on your folded knees to your chest, arms around your legs but hands still holding the flower the same as before. “I’m so tired of being jealous of my friends that they’re still making happy memories with their other person.” The tears stream down your face even more, gulping down your sorrows and pain.

You relish how the coldness of the wind numbed your cheek; at least you’re feeling something.

“I do believe that the time when everything will be better will come and I do believe that the more I understand my feelings, it will get better eventually,” you sniff and gasp out of air, “but I still wish that I didn’t have to rely on time. I wish that I didn’t have to delve in deep and go through all of this.”

His name engraved on the stone only made it harder for you to see anything, your tears blurring your surroundings and the wind only making you cry harder. You take in a shaky breath and though it was not satisfactory, you’re still thankful that it gave you a little more energy to get lost in the feeling of grief.

“I love you.” You repeat a few more times. “And I hope that someday, whenever I hear your name, only the good memories and things you taught me will replay in my head.”

Your fingers reach over to the curves and lines of his name and you smile remembering how his mother included you in the font and general typography, knowing how much the relationship that you both shared has always been a healthy one for both ends. You continue to run over the engraving more, moving your hand back and forth. You continue to blurt out your last few moments of the day along with your plans for the next twenty-four hours before you would rant to him again.

But like you said, time will eventually come and make it all better and currently, the heaviness in your chest is more bearable now. You jump up to your more stable feet, eyes on the flowers that cover the front side of the base. Slowly, you laid the new one between the ones from before. You stare at how it finds its place so easily despite being only introduced a few seconds ago, and you nod at how it may not be you anytime soon.

As you spare a final glance at the fresh flower on top of the one that you just gifted him yesterday, you note the peace that it’s finally been given, still and no longer twirling and swirling in the circle that you have made for it.

When you walk away, the flower looks at how you drag your feet across the soil, and the yesterday flower whispers, “They're still the same as yesterday.” A message that has continued and passed on from the very first one that you laid in hopes of Jaemin knowing that he’s never forgotten.

“I see.” A petal of yesterday falls. “I’ll take care of them now.”

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dawn-in-neocity · 1 year

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[8:18pm]

“how was your day, sweetheart?” jaemin asks as he walks into your kitchen.

he quickly puts the takeout bag he brought with him on your counter in favor of wrapping an arm around you when you walk straight into his chest and groan out “terrible. i’m so exhausted i could cry.”

he rubs your back gently, concerned pout on his face. “do you want to talk about it?”

you go on a stretched, but mumbled and slightly incoherent rant. you can feel jaemin’s motions halt for a second when you spit out a long string of curses directed towards your coworker. “—and i just want to cuddle and watch tinkerbell.”

“how about you set up the movie and i’ll plate our dinner?” he said with both hands cupping your face, running his thumbs along your cheeks for good measure.

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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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moonlezn · 9 months

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#dontskipjaeminday

o dia inteiro você tentou correr no trabalho pra chegar em casa mais cedo. bem no dia do aniversário do marido, teu chefe trocou teu turno sem querer e você precisou trabalhar de 15h às 22h. obviamente estragou os teus planos mirabolantes. tinha preparado um jantar, uma massagem relaxante, faria um pudim de leite condensado — seu favorito. tantos detalhes que foram por água abaixo...

por isso, suspira decepcionada ao botar a chave na porta de casa exatamente às 23:00. mas o estresse dos afazeres, do trânsito e da frustração ficariam ali fora. jaemin teria tua total atenção, teu foco seria somente ele.

ao abrir a porta, percebe as velas na mesa de jantar e o marido com o celular nas mãos, os cotovelos apoiados. parou de digitar para olhar para a entrada, a boca entreaberta se curva num sorriso cheio de compaixão.

os sentimentos prévios se esvaem ao vê-lo. você deixa a bolsa no sofá e jaemin abandona o aparelho, escora o queixo nos dedos e te observa caminhar até ele, apaixonado. as pálpebras cansadas, junto com as bochechas enrubescidas, denuciam as doses de caipirinha consumidas durante a espera.

você senta em seu colo, e ele toca tua coxa e tua cintura com as mãos quentes que contrastam com a tua pele. você tenta começar a falar, mas ele te impede com um beijo molhado, lento, entorpecente. a língua acaricia a tua com experiência, e teu corpo relaxa contra o dele. tuas unhas bagunçam os cabelos perto da nuca só pra escutar o grunhido satisfeito.

— me perdoa? — você mal se separa dele para se desculpar, suas bocas ainda roçavam. — não consegui fazer nada pra você, anjo.

o apelido atinge jaemin como uma onda de nostalgia, e ele espalha seu amor pelo teu pescoço. chamava-o assim quando ainda eram apenas namoradinhos.

— não precisa disso, minha gata. — ele relembra o próprio carinho e você ri, mas sem muita força, o trabalho de jaemin ainda sendo muito bem feito perto da tua orelha. — sou feliz só porque você tá aqui. — o marido te olha com zelo. a visão é tão atraente, os lábios e a ponta do nariz afogueados praticamente te convidam. — e no momento, eu tô bem feliz.

ele te pressiona contra si, você ri como uma adolescente ao sentir a consequência dos beijos. teu nana nunca perderia a essência boba que te encantou pela primeira vez e segue o fazendo todos os dias.

— não tinha uma janta pra gente comer? — você pergunta, arqueando a sobrancelha. muito fingida, ele reconhece.

não reluta quando ele captura tua boca mais vezes, cada uma mais demorada do que a anterior. muito menos quando as mãos te apertam nos lugares certos. e ele adora quando te provoca ao ponto de você segurar a gola de sua camisa com força o suficiente para alargar o tecido.

— eu posso jantar agora. — o mais alto sussurra com a voz grave, num tom de brincadeira. não te permite, porém, escapar da febre que lhe queria causar.

— jaemin na...

— a comida fica pra depois, você topa? — te convida, irresistível. — meu presente de aniversário. eu já preparei a banheira do jeito que tu gosta...

— você é impossível! — entrelaça teus dedos nos dele, e em meio a risinhos e beijos atrapalhados, traçam o caminho até a suíte.

celebrar mais um ano da vida do marido nunca fora tão fácil, nem tão gostoso. e jaemin não mediu esforços pra que o aniversário parecesse, na verdade, teu.

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woncon · 8 months

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01:28 pm

❥ jaemin x gn!reader

➳ warnings: jaemin calls the reader sweet

➳ special thanks to @honeytwo for helping me translate this into english, correcting my grammar and other mistakes. thank you for everything! °♡̷•.

➳ nct masterlist | main masterlist

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"sweet."

"oh, so now we even call each other nicknames." you get excited, but blush at the same time.

"the tea is sweet." excuses jaemin.

"hey, i told you that yours is blue." you panic a little and take your own mug from him. "i added two and a half spoons of sugar to mine."

jaemin leans forward, pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek.

"by the way, you're sweet, too," he murmurs fondly, this time stirring the contents of the porcelain intended for him with a soft smile.

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heartcluez · 2 years

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♪ : love me - realestk

— 12:35 am ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ on film!

jaemin’s prized possession is his camera. he has a folder dedicated to beautiful pictures of you and another one for his eyes only.

he loves you, all of you. there isn't a day that goes by without him showering you with compliments.

“god angel, look at your pretty pussy,” jaemin holds the camera and sets it on your cunt. “all this for me to see,” he sighs, moving the camera to place a kiss on your exposed hole.

“please,” you whimper. he shoves the camera in your face, “tell me what you want baby,” he whispers. you look away, you part your mouth to say something but jaemin beats you to it.

“no, no, i want you staring right at the camera pretty,” he grabs your chin, turning your head to face the camera. his fingers squishing your cheeks, making you pout.

“want your dick, please,” his hand makes its way down to your clit, slowly rubbing it.

his finger gliding up and down on your slick, your arousal coating the tip of his finger.

“yeah, baby? want my dick to fill you up, hmm?” jaemin smirks, his hand makes its way up to your lips, forcing it open, his thumb slipping in your throat.

jaemin thinks it’s cute how whiny and desperate you are.

he sets the camera on the nightstand capturing a nice view of you both. it’s not long after until jaemin is in between your legs, parting them.

stroking himself a few times, he's so hard, the tip red, veins popping out, precum dripping down the slit as he slides his dick in your throbbing puffy little hole.

“s’ too much,” you hiccup, tears forming in the brink of your eyes threatening to spill.

jaemin leans down on you, placing kisses all over your jawline, “you can handle it baby,”

if your hands weren’t tied with a cute pink ribbon, you’d be trying to push jaemin away from you with all the little strength you have.

jaemin’s hands are clamped to your thighs, with every thrust your tits bounce up and down. it was a sight for jaemin to see.

his finger plays with your clit, only pushing you further to your release, your back arching.

“you like that baby?” he grunts, rubbing your clit faster as you nod vigorously in response.

his thrusts are getting sloppy, both of you nearing to cum. jaemin could feel your hole clenching hard on his dick, loud moans slipping from your lips, your head tossing back deeper into the pillows.

he isn’t able to hold back as thick squirts of cum shoot in your pussy, painting your walls white.

your body shaking, whimpering at the wet sensation in your cunt. jaemin grabs the camera as he slowly pulls out of you, cum dripping from your little hole was truly a sight to see.

jaemin lowers the camera down to your cunt, thumb spreading your slit as more of the cum oozes out of your pussy.

jaemin sighs, pressing kisses on your inner thigh.

“always such a good girl for nana,”

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neophele · 1 year

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[01:17 AM] Here With You – boyfriend!Jaemin, domestic fluff, listen to: d4vd - here with me

The slow rhythm that moved through your ears was as gentle as the hands on your waist, rocking you back and forth. Jaemin’s heartbeat kept tempo, your head at home on his chest. Your eyes fluttered shut, sinking into the tender embrace and allowing the rest of the world to fade out of existence. All that mattered was the here and now, the gentle breath tickling the top of your head, the warm body pressed into yours. A perfect fit.

Fingertips traced a path up your spine, caressing the skin of your back, pausing to pull you impossibly closer before resuming the journey to the base of your neck. Instinctively leaning your head back, his hand caught it, taking the weight off your neck and tangling in your hair as you looked up at him.

His face was concentrated, delicately observing the way headlights passing through the gap in the curtain illuminated the side of your face. The way his pupils scanned your features ever so calmly, in no hurry, holding no duty in the world other than to care for you and make you feel loved.

Standing on your tip toes to reach his lips, Jaemin understood without having to be asked, so used to the routine. Soft lips pressed against your own, breath mingling and hearts colliding. Lips dancing against each other, Jaemin’s hand on your hip continued to sway you gently, moving in time with the soft melody playing from his speaker.

The kiss lasted moments, but it felt like a lifetime had passed. An entire universe had expanded in your chest, stars exploding, melting and reforming all in the time it took for Jaemin to pull away, eyes fluttering open to resume their pilgrimage across your face.

Jaemin’s lips curled up from the sides, admiration etched on his face as he smiled down at you.

“Why are you smiling?” Voice only a whisper, words not needing to travel any further than Jaemin’s ears.

“Because,” he whispered back, placing a kiss on your forehead. “I’m here with you.”

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gyeomsweetgyeom · 4 months

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[9:18 pm]

Your eyes were locked on the Christmas movie on the TV, cuddled up under a fluffy, snowflake print blanket. A mug of hot chocolate on the side table to your right and dad!Jaemin on the floor in front of you. Your son was busy banging his toys against the ground before shoving them in his mouth.

"No baby, not in your mouth," you hear Jaemin repeat for the hundredth time.

Your son, responds by blowing an extra wet raspberry in his dad's direction while dropping the toy. He clumsily turns over onto his knees and starts crawling away from his dad.

The stuffed antlers on the hood of his hood wiggle while he crawls away leaving you with a view of a cute reindeer on his bottom. You snort, watching his chubby hands smack against the floor while he quickly moved across the rug to his overflowing basket of toys. A basket of toys that would soon get even more added to the collection when your son opened his Christmas gifts. You made a mental note to go through the pile and get rid of old toys, toys that no longer held your son's interest, and toys that were just plain annoying.

He soon grew bored of the blocks he was chewing on and crawled over to the brightly lit Christmas tree. The lights were sparkling, light bouncing off the ornaments and other sparkly decorations that only grabbed your son's attention more. Ornaments and decorations that you had already had to move two feet up to keep out of his reach.

Your son was smart, he already knew he didn't like how the bristles of the Christmas tree felt against his hand, there were no more ornaments within his reach to pull on, but there was a new addition. A lot of new additions colorfully wrapped and topped off with shiny bows and strings of bright ribbon. Bags filled with vibrant tissue paper and characters plastered on the sides.

Jaemin's eyes turned from the screen to the rustling sound. He sighed deeply, picking up the baby and placing him in front of his toys again, "No touching, Bub."

A few minutes later you heard the sound of paper ripping and a toy talking in the usual peppy, high pitched voice that toys always had, "No, more. Play with your toys."

This time you kept your eyes on your son, watching as he threw a toy across the room toward the tree and crawled after it. "Ah ah ah, little monster. You're in cuddle jail now," you stopped him before he could make it half way. You pulled him onto the couch with you, cradling him in your arms and tucking the blanket in around his small body.

Jaemin laughed as the baby struggled in your hold with whines and his newly acquired skill of fake crying- which sounded a lot like his new fake laughs. The toys were picked up and soon enough your son was cuddled up between both parents, no chance of escape.

"I think it's time for a bottle, so my baby boy can go to sleep. We'll need all the energy we can get for tomorrow," you mutter.

Jaemin agrees, stepping into the kitchen and returning a few minutes later with a bottle. He lays your son in his arms, rocking him back and forth while your son holds his own bottle. Jaemin begins telling him all about Christmas, the breakfast you'll all eat, the presents you'll open together, the cookies you've left out for Santa, and how Santa will bring new toys that your son will love. His voice is a soft coo, a smile on his face with his gentle whispers.

Your son is blinking slowly, no longer drinking the milk in his bottle, head hanging back in his usual position for sleep when a loud, "Alright! We'll play later!", sounds from under the Christmas tree. Your son's eyes snap open as he startles awake. He turns under the tree, slowly and sleepily squirming in Jaemin's hold.

Jaemin shushes him, easing him back to sleep with movements that had been perfected in your son's short 10 months of life. You hold your breath all the while, scared that any little noise will wake him up again. The volume on the TV has already been lowered, you're frozen under the blanket watching Jaemin continue to rock your son to sleep just to be safe.

After a good 10 minutes you release the breath you were holding with an almost inaudible, "We have to return that toy."

"Already ahead of you, love," Jaemin smiles, showing you his phone screen with the receipt for the toy pulled up.

You lean forward to kiss him quickly, your forehead pressed to his, "I'm so lucky to have you."

He smiles brightly at you, a smile that challenges the dazzling lights of the Christmas tree in the corner of your living room, "I'm even more lucky, for both of you."

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fly-forever-young · 1 year

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hello !!

i saw u were taking rq and i was wondering if u could do a soft jaemin timestamp/oneshot (whatever u feel comfortable doing!) where he comforts u while ur feeling insecure? If that’s not possible I understand! Thank u and have a good day/night!

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"Here's our food straight from McDonald's," Jaemin smiles happily as he sets the food down on the table. "Finally we eat after all the training I did, today ends in style"

You smile as you nod and admire him. Jaemin hands you your food and sits down to eat. "Oh my God yummy" After a couple of bites Jaemin realizes that you haven't tasted your sandwich yet.

"What is it? You don't like it? You want mine, it's good, take it" Jaemin reaches out to give you his hamburger but you refuse. "No thanks, I'm just not hungry now, maybe I'll eat it later" Jaemin glares at you, it's not like you to refuse to eat like this and above all it's not the first time this is happening.

"What's wrong baby?" Te asks, You look down and Jaemin's gaze softens. Jaemin gets up and walks over to you taking your hand as he drops to his knees.

"Do you want to talk about it?" His tone of voice is so warm but you are afraid he might see you differently if you tell him.

"Y/n talk to me" "I don't like my body..."

"Sweetheart you are so beautiful all of you is" Jaemin kisses your hand softly.

"My body- it's too much" Your eyes water as your insecurities eat you alive. Jaemin hugs you as best he can, his scent is comforting. "Jaemin you deserve someone better than me" Jaemin takes your face in his hands looking straight into your eyes seriously.

"I couldn't wish for better than you Y/n, I love You unconditionally you are so beautiful, I love everything about you. I don't want to change a thing about you, I don't want an inch less than you, I wish you could see yourself the way I see you " Jaemin kisses you softly and then smiles making you smile too "And you're more beautiful when you smile" "Thanks Jaemin" He nods while looking at you

"If you feel insecure tell me I'll make you a list of all the things I love about you, I just hope that you have a lot of free time, because it will take me a long time, maybe I won't finish anymore"

Thanks for the request☺, I hope you like it and sorry if I took too long 😅😘❤❤

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kireijae · 1 year

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n.jm 23:25

summary: in which you're literally me and this is how i feel but i write a fanfic so jaemin can fix it:)

genre: angst, fluff, f2l, happy ending

a/n: hello surprise!!!! i JUST wrote this in like 30 minutes so please be kind! it was very healing i think mkay bye let me know if you enjoyed it!

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jaemin was taken out of his scheduled (midnight) daydreaming by the chime of his phone. normally he wouldn't bother to answer, or even check the notification, but he glanced over.

he saw your name and unlocked his phone immediately.

jaemin enjoyed the fact that he knew you so well. he knew how you texted and what it meant. he knew your favourite restaurants and your favourite orders at each of them. he knew you better than you knew yourself. he knew you the way you knew him.

and so, he knew you'd been taking strain with your flatmate getting a boyfriend. it was a strange, new feeling to you. you were so happy for her. jimin deserved the world and had finally, finally found someone willing to give it to her. but, when would it be your turn? you'd longed for love for so long. you'd worked on yourself and felt truly ready for a partner to share your life with.

jaemin was not, in fact, out the door. not yet, anyway. he tugged on his shoes and a hoodie first– and grabbed one for you. he didn't like you driving when you were sad. you listened to sad songs and cried while driving, not the best for the whole being-able-to-see part of driving.

your apartment was only 10 minutes from jaemin's and those 10 minutes were spent on the phone with you.

"should i gather snacks?"

"yes. duh? of course, it's us," he answered, eyes locked on the road.

"oh my– we have ben and jerry's!" you squealed, and he could hear your little happy jumps.

jaemin smiled, "what flavour?"

"cookie dough!"

"fuck yes," he cheered.

"oh yeah, do you guys ha–"

"do you need coffee–"

said at the same time.

"that's what i was going to ask for," jaemin said, elated at your likemindedness.

"i know you," you beamed, and he could hear a smug tone in your voice.

you'd long ago accepted your connection with jaemin as fact. something not to be questioned or even surprised at anymore. your friendship ran deep, it was to be expected really.

but, selfishly, jaemin wanted more. he wanted to give you everything you wanted. he wanted to hold you in sorrow and in pleasure. he wanted to tease you like he does now, but be able to make up for it with a kiss and an 'i love you' that means something different than it does now. but he never said anything. he didn't want you to lose your closest companion.he didn't want to be that guy. you would never see him the same, he would never again be the person you needed.

"i'm outside."

"okay, on my way down."

you came out of the building soon enough, an overnight bag over your shoulder. and a shirt nowhere near adequate enough for the cold outside. jaemin scoffed and grabbed the spare hoodie. he jogged over to meet you at the door, taking your bag and plopping the hoodie over your form simply. he left the sleeves at your sides, leaving you in the fabric with your arms at your sides.

you pulled a face at his quick work, but shoved your arms into the sleeves anyway.

"i know you," he quoted cheekily and walked over to his car.

you childishly blew a raspberry at him, standing like a child in oversized hand-me-down clothes.

you got in the passenger seat and he drove you back to his place. you were crying by the end of the trip, taylor swift once again being the artist you chose to play in the car drive over.

you were laughing now though, with tear stained cheeks standing in the entryway to jaemin's apartment.

"this is ridiculous," you announced through your giggles.

"what is?" he asked, leading you to his room and putting your bag down on a chair.

"me. this situation," you said, "i just made myself cry to songs i can't even relate to. i'm a mess."

"a wonderful mess," jaemin corrects quickly.

"but a mess nonetheless," you countered.

"you need to stop listening to taylor swift," he said, "you're rhyming."

"you're right," you chuckle, settling onto the bed where jaemin had just situated himself. "i'm just so lonely."

jaemin could feel your need to talk, so he waited.

"do you think i deserve love?" you asked, eyes shining still.

he was baffled, "of course you do."

"i mean– do you think i might just be one of those people who never find a partner but are still happy and content with life alone?" you asked, "because i'm waiting for either of those scenarios but neither has happened and i'm starting to think neither will."

"i think the right person is out there," he said, he would tell you to wait, be patient, but he knows it won't help. especially when he knew he could end your wondering and pain right then, if you felt the same.

"i hope so," you wiped a stray tear from your cheek.

"you'll find your soulmate," he added, putting his arm around you, "you still believe in those, right?" he recalled a conversation over the phone about how your belief in the theory was dwindling.

"i do," you said, leaning into his chest, "i decided i have to or i'll go crazy. but, i'll stop believing if you don't find your soulmate."

he frowned and shook his head lightly in surprise. "what? why?"

"you're too great to not have someone out there waiting for you," you said simply, eyes wondering around the room you've been in hundreds of times.

jaemin felt his soul ache a bit more at that. the fact that you had no clue how close you were to someone who would give you anything you asked for at the drop of a hat. "i think someone's out there dying to love you the way you need."

you huffed, "and i'm dying to find them."

the boy's heart started beating faster than ever. he had the courage– or the momentary lapse in judgement– to do it.

"y/n," his voice didn't waver the way he thought it would.

"hmm?" you craned your neck to look up at him for the first time that night.

"i've been dying to do something for a while now," he confessed.

"what is it?" your face flickered with what in hindsight can be recognised as hope.

"can i kiss you?"

tears fell again, "please."

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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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markiemelon · 2 years

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wahhh there’s a shortage of fluffy jaemin bf content😭😭 please make some (only if u want to)!

Hmm maybe like one where he does ur hair or you both just de-stress with eachother by cuddling and talking abt ur day IDK WAAAHHH ㅠㅠ

or do whatever makes u happy :)

Ok bye :3

why’re you hitting yourself

fluff ☁︎

no warnings!

pairings boyfriend!jaemin x gn!reader

─ ੈ♡˳ {11:06pm}

“im so tired.” you yawned, gathering your hair behind you to tie it up loosely.

“wait let me try.” your boyfriend!jaemin took the tie from you, placing it around his wrist. he bunched your hair into place, then proceeded to take the tie from his wrist, and twist it around the bunch of hair he held in his hand.

you sat in a chair up to your vanity, jaemin standing behind you. you were faced with the reflection of you and your boyfriend in the mirror.

“done” jaemin stepped back a little, admiring his work. it really didn’t look nice, and it didn’t feel nice either. “wow jaem. good job.” you congratulate him while you cringe, touching the tangled mess with your fingers.

the two of you continued staring at your reflections. jaemin leaned down to hug you from behind, with you still sitting in your chair. you couldn’t help but notice how sweet jaemin looked hugging you, enjoying being able to see him from this perspective in the mirror. jaemin’s head now rested on your shoulder, both of your gazes still focused towards the reflection.

“mirror mirror on the wall, who’s the cutest of them all!?!” jaemin said, playfully swaying side to side to the rhythm of the rhyme.

“y/n!!!!” he shouted in response to his own question, pinching your cheeks.

“pshh.” you shoved him away only before standing to jump onto him, causing him to fall onto your bed right behind him.

you found yourself sprawled out, laying horizontally over jaemin’s chest, causing him to question your odd choice of a position.

“why are you laying like this?” jaemin giggled.

“it’s comfy.” you said casually in response.

you looked over to jaemin’s hand, resting beside him, just in your reach. you grabbed his limp arm and began slapping him in the face with his own hand.

“why’re you hitting yourself? why’re you hitting yourself?” you said repeatedly. jaemin flinched continuously until he pulled you onto to himself to hold you back, keeping your arms down with his over yours. you were held tight in his embrace, and you couldn’t help but giggle at jaemin pretending to be annoyed.

locked into jaemin’s arms, you rested your head in the crook of his neck, relaxed enough to drift off to sleep, until he picked up your arm…

“why’re you hitting yourself? why’re you hitting yourself? why’re you hitting yourself?”

thanks soo much for the request!!!!!! i hope this fulfills it! xoxo thx for reading!

-🍉

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