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Jay | Okja x Reader

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Word Count: 5,358

Warnings: smut (18+ only MDNI), mentions of animal abuse, violence, slight angst just cause pining ya know

Summary: Reader makes a mistake on a mission, prompting a series of events that would only bring them and Jay closer.

Authors Note: I love Jay with everything in my being, so I had to finish this. It has sat half finished in my drafts since April of 2022. I am delighted to have finished it FINALLY. I hope you enjoy!

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"You could've been killed!" He is pacing the room, eyes never meeting yours. You've never seen him in this manner, panicked and uneasy. Jay was always the mellow one, the one who kept it together even when punishing members for their ignorance, and yet he has dragged you into the privacy of his bedroom to lecture you frantically.

"Jay, I am fine! Nobody else was hurt and bruises heal." Nervous giggles are slipping out between words. You're torn between the anxiety that comes with his erratic behavior and the urge to laugh in his face at the attitude he is giving you over a matter that otherwise seems minor in comparison to what could have happened. He stops his pacing and sets a fiery gaze onto you. It causes you to stumble over your words for a moment, but quickly fills you with anger at the fact that he was treating you like a helpless child.

"I am not your child. You're being ridiculous!"

"You failed to follow the mission that was planned for you and you got hurt. Your blatant defiance could've gotten yourself or others killed." You can tell he is trying to keep his usual composure and by the book language, but the nerves and anger are slipping through the cracks in his tone.

You scoff. "Jay, I knew what I was signing up for when I joined the group. Things won't always go according to plan."

"You're supposed to follow the mission exactly how we planned that way things are within our control and nobody gets hurt! What don't you understand about that? I mean you do you think that your teammates signed up to get killed because you didn't think the plan was enough? If something more would've happened that would've been on you!" He's red in the face, but you see the pang of regret that washes over his face as the words leave his mouth. His gaze falls to the floor, dark strands of hair falling into his face. He shuts his eyes and sighs. Your heart falls to your stomach.

"You know what, I don't have to sit here and listen to you lecture me. If you want me gone then just tell me that. Dismiss Me. I don't care, Jay."

You nudge his shoulder as you push past him, only to be caught by his hand grabbing your wrist. The flames of anger begin to rise more and you instinctively jerk out of his grip, meeting his eyes once more. They have softened from their harsh gaze moments before. He's turned around and stepped closer to you, practically towering over you. "I don't want you to leave. I'm sorry." He sighs.

"I just care about your safety."

You swallow hard, taking in his words. Vulnerable. For once an encounter with Jay felt vulnerable, and the feeling is addicting. The tension in the room is so tight it feels like it could snap at any moment. You're not sure if its an awkward tension that naturally arises after a typical fight or if it has something to do with the feeling of electricity in your chest that you're trying so damn hard to ignore. His hand lightly lands on the side of your arm, and- fuck- the electricity is starting to burn. Your eyes travel over his face, but quickly move back to his eyes.

"I appreciate that."

You pull away from his grasp and close the door behind you as you walk out.

It had been a tense few days to say the least. Struck by one of those missions that took time, aching long days, for updates. The group scrambled to find distractions from the stress and worry. Red had suggested nightly games of cards to try to take off some of the edge that came with the jobs.

So it became a routine for the coming days. The group would gather around a small table in a cramped living room of the Airbnb that Jay had arranged for everyone to stay in. Jay would join the game for about ten minutes each night, trying to be the strong and relaxed leader for his crew. Yet, each night he would quickly slip away into his room after the first couple of rounds. Tonight he had left the table early on stating that he was tired. You watched as he made his way to his bedroom and shut the door behind him.

Tired. Everyone is tired. You cleared your throat before standing. "Alright guys, I think I'm gonna run to the restroom. Start the next round without me." You walked to the end of the hallway where Jay's door and the bathroom door faced each other. You could see that his door was not fully shut, only cracked, and light still shined through the cracks.

You stepped towards his door, laying a single hand on the knob before hesitating. Maybe you shouldn't.

Was he still mad at you? Would he be even more mad if you had entered his space uninvited? Why did you even feel the urge to enter anyway?

Fuck it. The most he could do was lecture you as he had a few days prior. Or dismiss you from the group. You'd take your chances. Despite your hesitation you push the door open only enough to peek inside. He's facing away from the doorway sitting at a desk. You choose to knock on the doorframe, alerting him of your presence. He quickly turns his chair to see who was there before waving for you to enter.

"Hey." You're stood awkwardly, waiting for a reply from him. He closes the laptop he had been focused on before you entered. "Hi. Do you need something?" You shift your weight from one foot to the other. "No. I just- Uh, you just said you were tired, but you're not in bed." You internally scold yourself for stumbling on your words so terribly. He cocks his head in confusion.

"I know it's been a rough week. I guess I shouldn't really question why you're not in bed. It's been pretty hard for me to sleep too." You're not lying. You'd laid in bed every night wishing, praying to a god you weren't even sure you believed in, that you could just get a night of good sleep. Your prayers hadn't been answered. He simply nods. Suddenly the air is thick and uncomfortable. It seems like he is just waiting for you to leave. Maybe you should. Why haven't you?

"Are you still pissed at me?"

He sighs and stands from his chair. "No." Then he's closing the distance between the two of you. Your heart is racing. But he simply reaches behind you. "Do you mind if I-" You realize he is trying to shut the door that you had left ajar. "Oh! Yeah. Sorry." Your face is burning. There's no doubt he can see the way the blood has rushed to your face. You shift to the side slightly, allowing him access to the door. "I just don't like for the others to hear these sorts of conversations if I can help it." You shyly nod. He gives a small smile and you feel the way the gesture makes your body feel loosened.

"I'm sorry for the way that I acted a couple of days ago. I shouldn't have let myself get that worked up. It's my responsibility as a leader to keep it together for you guys and I failed that night." It feels good to hear the apology from him. Sure your feelings were hurt. Hurt in the same way it hurts for a parental figure to point out that they are disappointed, not mad. But deep down you knew he meant well, and it felt wrong to leave him to be the only one apologizing. "I'm sorry too. It's also your job as a leader to hold us accountable, so I understand. I didn't mean to act stupid." He smiles. "I suppose there's no way of taking it back for either of us now, so lets call it even." It makes you chuckle. "Thanks."

An awkward silence fills the room before you speak up. "How are you holding up? I mean- It's just been pretty rough for everyone I guess." He places a hand on your shoulder. "I am holding up, and I don't want you up worrying about me. You should get some rest, or at least attempt to have a good time with the others out there." You shook your head. "Cards aren't really my thing. And sleeping hasn't been that great lately either." You meet his slightly concerned gaze. "Talking to you kind of sounds like the best option for me here." You chuckle and shake your head, immediately embarrassed at the words that had just come out of your mouth. Why did you just say that? It must be obvious as he tips your head back up to face him with two fingers under your chin. "It's okay. We can talk." Damn it. That spark in your chest is back.

He is leaning over you so close. Though the fingers have left their place under your chin, you feel your skin burn where they once were. You can smell his cologne so strongly when you're this close. You never really noticed before, then again you kept your distance on purpose. He's your superior. You probably shouldn't be doing this. You can't help but embrace him.

Your face is pressed into his chest. His arms hesitate for a moment before finding their place on your back. The feeling you get is so bittersweet. You've never properly hugged Jay, and you doubt any of the others had either. He's naturally reserved person. In this moment you want nothing more than to peel back his layers. To know what he thinks when he's alone with his thoughts. To know what he thinks when he's alone with you.

You pull away from his embrace, but keep your body pressed close to his. You meet his gaze. He staring down at you, quiet. Neither of you say a word. Your hands have found their way to the back of his neck, twiddling the hairs that curl onto it. Your lips are so close. You can feel his breath on your face. Every part of your brain is yelling at you to stop the interaction. Jay would for sure call it inappropriate. But you found yourself listening to the burning in your heart and stomach as you close the gap between your lips.

It's chaste. You pull back slowly looking at his expression to gage what should happen next. His eyes are half lidded and his mouth sits slightly agape. You feel a sort of fear settle in the pit of your stomach as he does and says nothing. Had you crossed a line that never should've been crossed? But you're swiftly pulled out of the fog of worry by his lips meeting yours once again. He's pressing you closer with a hand on the middle of your back.

You feel like you’re high. Something about the swipe of his tongue across yours is incredibly intoxicating. He tastes oddly sweet. You can't help but feel the urge to taste other parts of him. Suddenly he's walking you backwards until the backs of your legs hit the desk he was previously sat at. It's effortless as he hoists you to sit atop the surface of the desk. He pulls away long enough to meet your eyes. You've seen his eyes when he is relaxed and soft. You've also seen his eyes when he is angry and provoked, but this look is new. It only lasts a split second, but you can see the lust practically dripping from his eyes. It's almost like looking at a wild, hungry animal, starved for food so long that they are willing to do anything for it. It makes the blood pool into your lower half.

The feeling of his teeth grazing your neck is enough to knock a pitiful moan from your throat. You've thrown your head back, hoping to give him more access. You can't help but tangle your fingers into his dark locks, occasionally pulling to hear a low groan from him. His fingers are slowly traveling up your thighs and you're getting antsy. You're so caught up, the only thing on your mind is Jay and the word 'more.' God you need more more more. His hand slides up your thigh and you're a goner when the heel of his palm digs into your core. Your mouth is pressed just next to his ear. You must sound pathetic as you whine his name.

The sound of footsteps down the hall pulls the two of you from the haze. Jay's hands are off of you in a flash as he jumps back, putting significant space between the two of you. You're both practically panting. The only sound in the room is your breathing. The footsteps must have led to the bathroom across the hall, as Jay's room is left unbothered. He runs a hand through his hair and lets out a sigh of exasperation. "Um... I'm sorry. That was..." You trail off.

You hop off the desk and walk past him, laying a hand on the doorknob.

"I'll see you tomorrow."

You walk out of his room and straight to your own. Red eyes you as you walk quickly past the card table. You're sure you'd hear about it later. You immediately shut the door behind you and take a seat on the floor in front of it.

What the hell are you supposed to do now?

Just as you expected, Red is curious the next day.

"Are you okay?"

You're finding it hard to focus on anything. Which is never good in times like the present. You had a job to do and Jay was your leader. It was an inappropriate situation, but what bugged you the most was how seemingly focused and normal Jay had been acting. You turn your attention to Red. "I'm fine. Just watched a video of kitten being used as dog fight bait the other night, how could I not be?" She rolls her eyes. "You never came back last night, and then when you did you looked spooked."

You sigh. Geez...were you that obvious? "I had to talk to Jay about the mission situation, and it's just not particularly easy to talk to him. You know that." She hesitates for a moment as if thinking of what to say. "But you're okay? I'm not gonna have to watch him beat you up too?" You can't help but laugh a little at her comment. K certainly wouldn't approve, but what he didn't know wouldn't kill him. "Everything is fine, Red."

You only lied a little. But it's not like she's never lied to you. Your gaze falls to Jay for a moment. He's dressed more casual than usual, slacks and a white t-shirt. It's nice to see him relaxed.

He's explaining something to Blonde. Something about pinpointing a location. He's pointing out something on paper, maybe a map. As if it's some sick intrusive thought, you think about where his hands had been the previous night. You can still feel the burn of his hand making its way up your thigh. He starts to look up at you. You quickly pull your eyes off of him and turn to busy yourself with something, anything. You're fucked.

You find yourself at Jay's door once again. Blonde had successfully got an update from an insider about the dog fighting ring the group had been watching. The group was set to deploy a rescue mission in the coming days. Who knows what could happen? Ideally everything goes exactly according to the plan. Some animals are rescued, the entire crew makes it out, and nobody is seriously injured. But it's your first mission after the incident that caused Jay's initial lecture, and you've found yourself a little nervous to be back in action.

You weren't getting any sleep at the moment. You'd all gone to bed early in hopes of being well rested, but instead you had laid in bed for a little over an hour with no sign of sleep in the near future. So you made your way to Jay. You'd be lying if you said that he had nothing to do with the reason you were losing sleep. The thought of his lips on yours is sweet but startling. You knock on his door before entering.

For once Jay is sitting in bed. He's awake. You knew he would be, because you know Jay. Even as he keeps his distance from everyone, you catch yourself picking up on his quirks over time. He's changed out of his slacks and now sports some tattered pajama pants. It's different and cute. You slowly shut the door behind you.

"Can't sleep?"

You take a seat on the edge of the bed. "I guess you could say the nerves are getting to me." He hesitates for a second. "But I am supposed to step up as your leader and encourage you. Everything will be fine. We have tackled much bigger things." You sigh. You hated knowing that you're the one causing the nerves tonight. It's never easy getting back into the swing of things after a failed mission, but being the one who caused the failure feels even worse. He's doing what he always does. He's putting his job above how he really feels, he never lets himself feel anything. If he's nervous he will tell the group that he's never been more confident. But you knew better.

"You don't always have to hide the way that you feel. It's okay to be nervous, Jay."

You lay a hand on his arm, much like he had done to you when he apologized for his anger. He's being distant. He almost looks worried to have your hand on his arm. You slowly withdraw. Maybe it was time to pretend about your own feelings. Hypocrite.

"You know- if you're feeling weird about the kiss it's okay. It was my choice and I'm sorry. It was probably way out of line-" He cuts you off. "It was." Although his tone isn't harsh, his words still sting. So he really had regretted it. You stepped over the line. Sure he participated but if you hadn't have started it-

"But I feel good when I think about it."

You can't stop staring at him. Frozen. "What?" He shrugs. "It felt good not to have to be Jay the leader and just be Jay. To do stuff I wanted to do without having to think about the consequences." The words light a small fire inside you for some reason. This is the most honest Jay has ever been with you. It's raw and it's nice. "I'm glad I could help... ease your mind."

He smiles softly and lays a hand on your lower leg that you've pulled up onto the bed. "I'm really nervous about tomorrow, Jay. I know you just said it was nice to not be a leader but I have to let you know I feel uneasy. I don't even know if I'm saying that because I'm looking for advice-" You look up at him. "-I think I just feel oddly comforted by your presence."

He scoots closer to you, legs crossed like a child. You can't help but smile. It's so unlike Jay. Jay was serious, classy, guarded. This side of Jay was open and comforting. He grabs your hand, seemingly in an effort to bring you some sense of feeling grounded. "It will work out. I promise."

There's more to be said. The fear in you rises as you face him. His hair is slightly disheveled. It reminds you of the way it looked after you had jumped apart. Messy from your fingers. Your heart is beating so fast. Why did you want to kiss him so bad? Why did he kiss you back? Did he pity you? Would these feelings ruin the mission? Would these feelings ruin your friendship with Jay? Would these feelings ruin you?

You brush a strand of hair off his forehead and sigh. "I think I am afraid of myself. Of this. I don't regret the kiss and, damn it, I think I want to kiss you again, Jay. And that makes me so scared-" You're stunned by two hands cupping the sides of your face. You can only stare, mouth open a bit in shock. He only stares back, not making a move, as if he tossing thoughts around in his head, weighing his options.

His lips are warm and familiar against yours. The butterflies in your stomach almost make you feel sick, but you compose yourself enough to put one hand on his face and one hand on his shoulder. It doesn't feel like it did that previous night. That night had been pure fire and burning lust. The fire has turned into something blossoming in your stomach and up into your lungs. He pulls away, smiling genuinely. "You can stay in here tonight if it'll calm your nerves. We can talk more when we finish what needs to be done."

The ride in the truck to your destination was tense. You look out the window to see nothing by gravel road and trees. Much to Blonde’s dismay you had questioned whether he had the right location at least 5 times, all of which he had responded with a short “I know what I’m doing, Sweetheart.” You rolled your eyes.

You can’t stop the constant bouncing of your leg. You have to do anything to fill the void where your thoughts could leak in. It made you physically ill to think anymore about the possibilities of what could happen in the next hour. You can see Jay in the front seat next to K, who was driving. The sunlight bounced through the trees and hit his face perfectly. Thinking about the night before was the only thing bringing you any peace at all in your current situation.

His body pressed up against yours. Arm swung over your waist. You had actually gotten some decent sleep. It is still dark in the room, obviously still a few hours out from when you need to be up. You twist your body to face Jay. He’s still asleep, face peacefully relaxed. No furrowed brows or wrinkled skin. He is perfect you think as you brush his hair hair back lightly.

“This is it.” You’re pulled from the memory by Blonde’s voice. As the doors open, there’s…nothing. Just the same trees and dirt road as there was before. “Are you sure this is it? There’s nothing here.” Red questions as soon as her feet hit the dirt ground. “We’ve gotta go through the trees a little ways that way, but we have to stop the truck here or they’ll know we are on ‘em.” Blonde points a finger out into the vast woods.

You lock eyes with Jay. He just nods and steps in front of the group with Blonde as a guide. The woods are damp and humid. It’s not a pleasant trek, but you had definitely experienced worse in your year on the team. It’s quiet, eerily quiet. Just the rustling of your feet against the grass. Until you see it. The barbed wire fence is clear in the distance. You can hear the barking dogs and rustling chain. Jay stops and turns to the group.

“These dogs are trained to fight through drugs and other means. They can be dangerous. Just be careful and follow the plan.”

Your heart hurts at his words as they are a reminder of your fuck up but you don’t have time to dwell on it much as you hear the rustling of grass not far from you and see the flash of a human figure to your left. Fuck. It’s only two men, but they are very clearly armed with deadly weapons. Jay turns to face them, bold and brave as always. “Listen, we are-“

“We don’t care who you are, you’re trespassing.”

Jay stays silent only for a moment, holding his hands out in front of him in a sign of peace, before speaking softly, “Red, go.” And with that Red is zipping past the men and jumping the fence. Blonde and Silver are easily able to take down one of the men, leaving the other to go for Jay who is standing directly in front of him. You can feel the adrenaline pumping through your veins as Jay is knocked to the ground. You hesitate before deciding to engage.

Don’t fuck this up. Don’t fuck this up. Don’t fuck this up.

You’re able to the man off guard for only a split second before the man throws his elbow back. And suddenly everything is black.

There’s a slight ringing in your ears the next time you open your eyes, but you can tell that someone is carrying you. You let yourself slip out of consciousness once more.

“Can you hear me? Open your eyes!”

You can hear the voice before you open your eyes, and suddenly you’re taken back to New York.

Your heart is beating out of your chest. You’re watching from the van as Jay is ambushed by the Black Chalk. You’re trying not to hyperventilate and pass out. Of all the missions that have ended with law enforcement intervention, you have never seen one end this poorly.

Jay is knocked to the ground and you can see the little bits of blood seeping through his white shirt and dripping from his head. They are unrelenting, like a hoard of crows circling and gathering around a dead animal. You try to shake that thought from your head.

“K… K! We have to do something! We have to do something right now, they are gonna kill him!”

And for a moment it feels like you’ve blacked out, but you can remember what you are doing. You’ve just placed your self on autopilot. You’ve tuned out everyone as soon as Jay’s back hit the floor of the truck’s trailer. You’re climbing over him and immediately work at the buttons on his soiled shirt. You don’t even realize that there are tears flowing from your eyes until you start to see the small damp spots begin to leave marks next to the blood that has already stained.

You cradle his head, not caring about the blood that is seeping under your fingernails. “Jay, can you look at me?” His eyes are still closed but you swear you can see a small flutter of his lashes. “Can you hear me? Please open your eyes.” His eyes slowly peel open. He’s looking directly at you and you’ve never felt more relief in your entire life. You gently lay your forehead on his chest.

“Thank God.”

You open your eyes. You can tell you’re in the back of the van. You practically shoot up and that’s when the pain sets in. You hold the side of your head. “Ah shit.”

“You can lay back down.” You turn your head to see Jay at your side. He’s got a scrape on his cheek, but otherwise looks to be intact. You sigh. “Are you okay?” He smiles and nods. You don’t lay down, but turn to face him fully. “Did I fuck it up again?” He places a hand on your shoulder and shakes his head.

“Red got the evidence we needed, and everyone made it out. You got hit pretty hard. You probably have a concussion, so I’ll be be staying with you these next couple of nights.”

You immediately glance forwards at Red who is raising an eyebrow from the front seat. Your cheeks burn as you lay your head back in Jay’s lap for the remainder of the ride home.

Jay does as he said he would and stays with you in the nights. You’ve slept in his bed for the past four nights. Though you realize that it has probably been long enough that you could move back into your room, you don’t want to stop. Jay’s warmth at night has you sleeping better than you have in years. So here you are on your fifth night in Jay’s bed, watching as he strips down to his boxers and climbs into bed with you. It’s starting to feel very domestic the way he bares his skin to you even though you’ve never actually had sex. It still brings a flutter to your abdomen. But in a way you start to feel like you’re taking advantage of him.

“You don’t have to take care of me anymore. I think I’ll be fine on my own.”

He looks at you for a moment, slightly concerned. “Have I made you uncomfortable?” You shake your head. “No, it’s not that, I just feel like I’m taking advantage of you.” He smiles and places a hand on your jaw. “I enjoy your company. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t got used to you being here every night.” He kisses you for the first time since the night before you’d gotten hurt, and you immediately melt into it. You missed the feeling it gives you. He breaks apart from you just to say, “Why don’t you just stay with me all of the time?” It lights a fire in your stomach.

Before you can stop to think, you are moving to straddle his hips. He gasps slightly, you’ve always been the inferior, he’s always been the one in charge, but you’re the one towering over him now. “I want you.” You can feel the way that his hip buck slightly at your words. “And I’m not just talking about sex. I’m talking about everyday, all of the time.” He just stares up at you, letting you speak.

“You can be the boss during the day, but I want you to come home and just be you at the end of the day.” You roll your hips. “Not Jay the leader or boss or organizer or anything like that. Just Jay.” He looks in absolute awe, a look you’ve never seen from him. For once, he has nothing to say, just slips a hand past your waistband and applies delicious pressure to your core. You swallow the moan that forms in your throat. The last thing you need is to have Red or Silver prying into your sex life in the morning, especially when Jay is involved.

“And if I wanna be the boss at night?” He says it teasingly, and you can’t help but giggle.

“Okay fine, but only sometimes.” You wrap a hand around him under his boxers and he groans. It feels good to be this intimate with someone, especially Jay. So you let yourself go, match his pace, and don’t stop until you’re both soaring over the edge, foreheads pressed together.

You take time to clean each other up and get comfortable back in bed before anyone can ask any questions about what you may have been doing. You lay your head on his chest. You’re so relaxed and everything feels so right for once in your life.

“I thought I was gonna lose you in New York.” It’s random, but the entire experience in the past week sent you soaring back into that headspace. “K probably thought I was crazy or hysterical. I’d never seen you so hurt, and I thought that was it. I think that’s when I knew.” He hugs you closer and presses a kiss to the top of your head.

“I remember you holding the back of my head, I thought that I was dead. I don’t even really know what I believe happens after death, I guess I was just relieved that wherever I was at the time, you were there.”

You smile, content, and throw an arm over his waist.

“Glad we both made it.”

#jay okja #jay okja x reader #paul dano #okja 2017 #okja #paul dano okja #danonation #jay okja smut #jay okja angst #jay okja fluff

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livingdeaddoll777 · 1 year

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paul danos!! (my camera quality is shit)

edit: did i mention that these were made over the course of like . 7 months?? god.

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cloudtinn · 1 year

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Okja/ 옥자 (2017), dir. Bong Joon-ho.

#movies #films #film stills #bong joon ho #okja #okja 2017 #steven yeun #seo hyeon ahn #paul dano #lily collins #paul dano okja #cinematography #cineshots #korean film #korean films #korean cinema #east asian cinema #asian cinema #cloud_tinn

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insanityandstars · 11 months

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THE SKRUNKLE BOINGO

#danonation #paul dano #okja #okja 2017 #jay okja #paul dano okja #so silly #the skrunkly #my bbg fr #my bbg

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peterquillstarlord616 · 11 months

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JAY

#okja 2017 #jay #paul dano okja #paul dano

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imagine--if · 2 years

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Fluffy dating headcanons for Jay from Okja? Thank you, your writing's brill 💙

A/N: Thank youuu 😄 I love Jay smmm

Pairing: Jay x reader (Okja)

Warnings: Mentions of animal cruelty (ALF), fluff 💕

Dating Jay Would Include:

• Holy heck this man is the best boyfriend ever ✋🏼😩

• Calls you pet names (literally lol) like kitten and birdie, but traditional ones like sweetie and darling

• Jay's very committed to the A.L.F and the chances are you're part of it, so he trusts you and values your advice when it comes to decisions and missions

• He trusts that you can handle yourself when on missions, but worries about you a lot anyway, and doesn't want anything bad to happen to you or he'll blame himself 🥺

• If anyone makes any rude or inappropriate comments about you, he'll find it extremely hard not to throw hands, because HoW dArE tHeY-

• Yeah, man's very protective, and he's a really proud boyfriend, so he'll be holding your hand and all in public

• I mean, he won't go too over the top with PDA, but enough to let people know you're taken 🤍

• Secretly a massive cuddler and affectionate when he's not leading the A.L.F during the day, so he'll be putty in your hands behind closed doors hehe

• He's an old romantic at heart, so any dates will be planned perfectly and have roses and candles and all that stuff

• Jay texts you a lot when you're apart to check you're okay and give you little compliments telling you how pretty you look and how much he loves you 😍

• So supportive with anything you wanna achieve in the future and will do anything he can to help

• He's such a great listener, super understanding, gives the best advice when you want it

• I feel like Jay's great around the house on days that you're not doing A.L.F work, like, he's a great cook and likes everything tidy 😌

• Loves seeing you smile and will do anything for it, which includes acts of service, words of praise and physical affection... all the above lmao

• His lock screen is a shot of you when you didn't notice he was taking it, looking naturally beautiful, and whenever he sees it he feels all happy and lovestruck again 🥰

• Random point, but if you were to wear something like cat/bunny ears just casually, everyone would see him swoon because you look so cute and he's so in love I can't-

• Jay's just such a good boyfriend, you're such a power couple, hell yea 😁

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riddlemethisfuckyou · 2 years

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Anger Issues

word count: 1.6k

warnings: violence, motions of animal abuse, language, jay having anger issues lmfao, angst with a happy ending, SPOILERS FOR OKJA!!

summary: after Jay beats the everliving shit out K, the reader wonders what's to stop him from doing the same to them. (dark concept ik, fluffy end dw LOL)

You stood frozen, staring at the screen depicting the horrible things being done to the poor super-pig okja. You could feel the tear well up behind your eyes as you tried desperately to divert your gaze from the horrors. You couldn't break down in front of the other team members. You wouldn't.

You were the newest member of the ALF, and even though they had all welcomed you with nothing but open arms, you still felt the desire to prove yourself as strong and worthy enough to be there. And even though you'd never admit it, you especially wanted to prove yourself to Jay, the leader of your group, who was currently standing directly next to you.

You just needed it to stop. “C-can we turn it off for a bit please” you spoke in a quiet voice, that cracked with uncried tears.

“No… we cant… we need this for proof, it has to be filmed” Blonde spoke looking down at his feet, refusing to look at the video, with a just as disturbed looking Silver pressed against his side.

“Then can we at least turn it down” you said, desperately, walking to the opposite side of the room and turning your back to the screen and hiding your face in your hands so the others couldn't see the emotions permeating your face.

You heard the volume button click until the video was barely audible, still you stood, silently, with your back to the group and your forehead in one of your palms.

“We knowingly sent her in there” you heard red speak with the same strained voice you had used moments prior, knowing she was trying her best not to cry as well.

“We didn't know they were going to do this,” blonde said in a defeated tone.

“We had our suspicions” you said, through your hands in a cracked voice, breaking your silence.

You heard Jay's soft footsteps walk over to where you were standing, and he gently placed his hand on your shoulder, sending a slight shiver down your spine, which you tried your best not to show.

“I know it's painful, '' he said gently, “But we cant be weak”

You felt a boulder drop on your chest. Weak…? Really? Weak? Is that what he thought of you? Of all the words he could have chosen of course he had to choose the ones that would hurt you the most.

“He's right,” Blonde said, exasperated through a whisper “this is why we need to stay focused.” he pointed to the screen. “This is why we need to stick to the mission”

“A little girl trusted us with okja, we have to respect her bravery-”

Before you could pull yourself together and agree, K interrupted.

“She never agreed to send okja”

You could feel the energy of the room change instantly. You knew every single person in that room had just experienced the same gut dropping feeling.

“W-what did you just say?” you asked through a small voice, your mouth slightly agape realizing the levity of this situation.

“ when she was in the truck…She said… she said ‘i want to take okja back to the mountains… i lied’”

“Oh god” you clasped a hand over your mouth, afraid you might actually throw up.

Jay's hand gently let go of your shoulder as he slowly circled K.

“Why did you lie?” he asked smoothly

“I-i don't know… in that moment, it's just… I couldn't… i couldn't stop the mission” k spoke, his voice rising in octave slightly in panic. “Y’know this is the coolest…mission ever-” he said breathlessly rambling trying in a desperate attempt to defend his poor actions.

“Hey… hey… K…” he shushed him, cutting off his senselessness. “It's okay…”

Before you or anyone else could say another word you heard a loud bang, jumping back, you hit the wall behind you, as you watched the man you had always admired for keeping his cool in stressful situations, slam his friends head into the table then proceed to beat the absolute shit out of him, all the while mumbling how he'd dishonored the ALF. His words coming out of his mouth barely made it to your ears as you stared in disbelief.

You watched as K groaned in agony and Jay threw his bag at him. “From this moment on you are no longer a member of the ALF…”

As everyone watched the rest of the scene unfold, and their friend pack up and leave, bloody and ashamed, you took the opportunity to slip outside unnoticed. You just needed a little bit of fresh air after everything that had just happened, it was a lot to process.

It was already night, and the air was cold and dry. You slowly made your way down a small brick alley, pacing it back and forth, thinking to yourself.

K had always been who you were closest with, he had recruited you after all. You couldn't believe that he would lie about something like this, to say you were hurt was an understatement, you felt utterly betrayed. Then there was jay…

He was always so calm, so disarming. You didn't even know he had the ability to hurt someone like that. The look in his eyes was one youd never seen, and in all honesty, it really fucking scared you.

One of the main reasons you took such an interest in the ALF was their pledge against all violence and This certainly did not fit with your idea of their motto.

I mean… What if it was you who had made a mistake? Would he have done the same to you? Would you be kicked back out onto the streets with nowhere to go? The thoughts flooded your mind, infecting every corner.

You slowly leaned against the brick alley wall behind you, closing your eyes and resting your back. You stayed like that for a few moments, taking deep breaths and trying to ground yourself

“Are you okay?” that same gentle voice from earlier snapped you out of your trance with a slight jump, opening your eyes quickly.

“Yeah… uh im fine” you said hesitantly, averting your eye contact from him, still being freaked out from the earlier incident.

Jay sighed, looking at you sadly. “No, you're not.” he spoke quietly.

“What do you want me to say?” you said in a small voice, still looking at your feet.

“I want you to tell me what's wrong, this team can not work if we have secrets,” he said in that voice he always used while giving orders.

Despite yourself you scoffed “or what? I'll end up like K?”

As soon as the words left your mouth you immediately regretted it. You shot your head up in fear, expecting to see him furious, but instead what you saw was… hurt?

Jay looked at you completely shocked, pain brimming his eyes. You quickly looked back down.

“You… you think I would do that?” he said quietly after a few moments, his gaze burning holes into the top of your head as you refused to face him.

“Why wouldn't you? You just beat your best friend to a pulp. How am I any different?”

“You didn't do anything! K did! He-” his voice began to rise as he stepped slightly closer to you. Anger began to rush through you at his response.

“Yes! Fine! What he did was fucked up but it was still a mistake jay!” you said, raising your voice as well to drown him out. “The whole damn point of the ALF is to be against violence of all creatures, not just the one you fucking pick and chose! You know, I always admired you for being fucking level headed, but look how wrong I was.”

The sound of your own words shocked you, they came out harsh and spiteful. You didn't know where all this was coming from. The space between you two was completely silent. but screw it… you'd gone this far.

“I can't be a part of this group if I'm scared of you, jay.” you said finally, beginning to push past him, going god knows where, until he put his hand on your shoulders, gently pushing you back to where you were before, but keeping his hands there.

You looked at him hesitantly with wide eyes not knowing quite what he was going to do, but after a few seconds of more silence he began to speak.

“I would never hurt you.” he stated through a low voice. “Ever.”

“Oh yeah, why should I believe you” you said, now flickering your gaze everywhere but him.

“You just have to believe me,” he said, trying to catch your eyes.

“Jay-”

“(Y/N) Please-”

“Stop-”

“Please you just have to believe me-

“Why the hell should-”

“Goddamnit because im fucking in love with you” he finally yelled over you. You froze slightly.

“What?” you asked quietly.

“Please don't make me say it again, i'm really sorry, i know it completely unprofessional and-”

You cut him off by pressing your lips into his, not caring how pissed you still were, only reacting to the words you'd just heard.

It took him a moment to realize what was happening, but he slowly began to kiss you back. His lips were soft and gentle and he tasted slightly of mint. The kiss wasn't aggressive or needy, it was loving and sweet, like you both had been waiting months for this moment (which you really had). You felt his hand snake up to the bottom of your jaw, gently caressing it as he deepened himself into the kiss further, swiping his tongue against your bottom lip.

The two of you stayed like that, kissing in the dim alley way until you physically HAD to pull back for air. Breathless, you pulled away and looked at him once more.

“I love you too dummy, but you need to work on your anger issues”

((note: this is so bad I'm so sorry I'm high as fuck while writing this LMFAO))

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pixie-nymph · 1 year

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The suspense (NSFW)

Jay (okja) x F! reader

Another one of paul dano’s characters because I’m feral for this man

Thank you guys for all the notes on my last fic! <3

Enjoy this one yall

Word count: 3.3k

Plot: You have been waiting to talk to Jay about what happened between the two of you in the kitchen when he suddenly comes home from a mission only to show you how he really feels

WARNINGS: MINORS DNI, 18+ content. Mentioning of violence, blood, smut, maledom, cunnilingus, p in v sex, unprotected sex, fingering, creampie

You were fidgeting in your chair waiting for them to come back. Jay had reassured you earlier that when they came back the two of you could talk about what happened the other day.

You could’ve sworn he never liked you at all. Always so focused on the task at hand you didn’t realize all this time he might like you until he finally escalated. The other day you were standing in the kitchen just rambling on about something when he just grabbed you and kissed you, lifting you onto the counter and grabbing at your thighs, almost ravenous in his movements. A quick breathy “sorry” leaving his lips when he just stormed off. It’s not that you didn’t like it, or didn’t like him. He just caught you very off guard and you weren’t sure if this could potentially throw off the whole dynamic of the group, that's why you didn’t kiss him back immediately.

Suddenly the door swung open, Silver being dragged into the building by Jay and the others. He barely ate so he was always on edge and about to pass out. But Jay didn’t look great either. His white button down was covered in little specks of blood. When you finally grasped what was going on you frantically got up and ran over to help them.

“Help Silver first!” Jay hissed at you, blood running from his nose, sloppily wiping it off with his sleeve. His dark hair laying thick on his sweaty forehead.

“I got Silver.” Your friend said quickly and carried him to the couch. You turned to Jay “what happened??”

“We did it. But we got a little beat up in the process.” He huffed. You went over to Jay to wrap your arms around him. “I’m so glad you’re okay.” You squeezed him a bit tighter with him just barely hugging you back. When you looked up at him his gaze averted yours and he quickly wiggled out of your grasp.

“I-I’m gonna go clean up now.” He said in a cold tone. You have never heard him speak like this.

“Hey let me help you.” You spat at him, following him upstairs to the bathroom.

He almost slammed the door in your face.

“Hey!” You stormed into the small room slamming the door behind you. “What’s the matter with you?” Your breathing was all over the place from running up the stairs after him.

He faced the window to look away from you. “I’m talking to you” you grabbed his shoulder to make him look at you. You frowned at the blood running down his face.

He looked at you with glossy eyes.

“What’s wrong?” You asked, letting your hands glide down the sides of his arms.

“As if you don’t know.” He sniffed, his eyes quickly swallowing away the tears that had just formed.

“Jay what do you mean?” You looked at him with a pained expression.

“The kiss the other day. I’m sorry about that. It didn’t mean anything.” His words shot out of his mouth like bullets.

You looked at him confused.

"What? Why did you kiss me in the first place then?” You let go of him now.

“I don’t know.” Shrugging his shoulders, he huffed at you putting his hands into his hips.

You backed away from him, your brows furrowing at his confusing statement.

“I thought we were going to talk about it.” you hissed at him crossing your arms. He leaned back onto the windowsill, pushing his hair back.

“There’s nothing to talk about.” He said, trying to avoid eye contact.

“I like you too.” You quickly mumbled under your breath.

“What was that?” He looked at you, his eyes widening at the statement.

“I like you too Jay.” You looked at him, locking your eyes with his. His gaze softened, still shocked at what you said he straightened himself up. Slowly you walked over to him, taking his tie between your fingers and playing with the very tip of the satin fabric.

You gazed up at him, repeating yourself. “I like you too Jay.” You whispered softly. His hands quickly cupped your face, pulling you towards his. His lips crashed into yours, moving his soft mouth against yours. Not soon after that his left hand made it down to your waist, gripping it tightly. He turned the two of you around, lifting you up onto the windowsill. Grabbing your thighs again, he made his way down to your neck planting needy kisses along the soft skin. You moaned out in pleasure. Your neck was your absolute weak spot.

“Are you okay with this?” He locked eyes with you. You nodded. “Please tell me.” He whispered.

“Yes I’m okay with this. I want you.” At this point your stomach tingled and the familiar feeling of your heartbeat traveling down your body started to get more intense by the second.

“Not in here.” He lifted you up, you instinctively wrapping your legs around him.

He quickly rushed you out the bathroom into his bedroom across the long hallway of your house. At least everyone had their own room in here.

His room was more spacious than you anticipated. His dark sheets stood out in contrast to the wooden floors of the room. The door closing behind the two of you he made his way to the bed.

Slowly setting your back down onto the soft mattress he planted a quick kiss onto your lips before he kneeled down in front of the bed taking off his blazer, throwing it into a corner of the room. You looked at him through your legs, lifting up your head. His face was still covered in a good bit of blood. You frowned at the thought of someone hurting him. Yet it kind of turned you on in a way you couldn’t really describe. The raw aggression painting his face made him look even more attractive to you. He loosened up his tie, ripping it out of his collar, before sloppily rolling up his sleeves. He hesitantly tugged at your pants, looking at you trying to get a sign of approval. Lifting your hips up, you wiggled your jeans down for him, exposing your black lace panties. With the sound of your pants hitting the floor he parted your legs, scooting closer to the edge of the bed, digging his left hand underneath your hips grabbing at your butt, the other lifting up your leg to his face. Almost at a painful pace, he started planting little kisses onto your inner thigh, making his way down to your clothed cunt. When he finally reached the soft fabric, he looked up at you asking for permission once more.

“Please, don’t tease me.” You moaned out. The noise you just let out made him weak in every sense possible. With a devilish grin on his face, he pulled down your panties in a swift motion, exposing you to him fully. He kneeled on the floor between your legs, looking up at you, his breath laying hot against your skin. He quickly buried his face into your warmth, sticking out his tongue into you. Your taste instantly drove him crazy, his eyes rolling back into his head, a guttural moan leaving his body, vibrating against your folds. He licked up your pussy, covering you in his spit. You buried your hand into his thick, dark hair, pulling him even closer to you, the back of your head digging into the sheets. Your thighs were now wrapped around him, resting your feet on his back. He found your sweet spot with no sign of struggle whatsoever and started sucking on your clit very softly. Swirling his tongue around it he moved his hand up to your face, pulling your chin down. Two of his fingers grazed over your lips, pushing their way into your mouth. Your eyes widened in shock, meeting his for a split second, yet you instinctively took them into your mouth, sucking on them eagerly. He moaned at the sensation of your warm mouth around his digits before removing them and placing them against your entrance. You held your hand over your mouth, muffling your moans when he pushed them into you. Jay started to move his fingers in and out of you, slightly curling them up while rotating his wrist. The sensation drove you crazy and you could feel your climax approaching very soon.

“Fuck Jay I’m gonna cum” you breathed out heavily behind your hand still covering your mouth. Your other hand still grabbing his hair you pushed him onto you a bit further, his pace growing more relentlessly. Your orgasm rolled over you, seemingly imploding the knot that had formed inside of you. At this point you were practically riding out your orgasm against his face. Jay pulled his face away from your pulsating pussy, slowly removing his fingers. You whimpered at the sudden emptiness. He stood up, opening his belt buckle, zipping open his pants. You opened your eyes to find him gazing down at you, licking his lips. His gaze was dark and the need to fuck you was practically writtien all over his bloody face. Stepping out of his slacks and underwear he pushed you up onto the bed a bit further. You didn’t break eye contact for one second, not daring to look at his hard erection. Jay climbed onto the soft mattress crawling over you, nudging up the hem of your shirt with his nose on his way up to your face. He kissed your stomach for a split second before finally hovering over you again. Your cheeks were flushed and you were breathing pretty heavily, still trying to recover from your high. You could feel his warm, hard dick on your inner thigh, anticipating him to be inside of you. His eyes met yours again, smashing his lips into yours. You could taste your slick on his lips, mixed with a slight hint of iron from his bloody nose. You reached down, not being able to wait any second longer, to grab his throbbing cock and placed it at your entrance, coating it in your cum. He moved his hips forward slowly pushing himself inside of you, causing you to gasp into the kiss. The both of you moaning and gasping at the sudden sensation, your muscles tensed up a bit at the size of his.

“S-Slow” you whispered into his mouth, grabbing the back of his neck, fisting his hair, the other palming his clothed chest.

Jay slowed down in his tracks and rolled his hips forward very slowly looking at you trying to make out what you were comfortable with. His hands placed beside your shoulders he lifted one to your face, cupping your cheek. You squeezed your eyes trying to adjust to his size when he finally buried himself inside of you fully. He collapsed on top of you, his breath muffled by the sheets underneath you. “Fuck you’re so tight.” He moaned into your ear. He carefully pulled his hips back crashing them back into yours not long after. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, holding him close to you, whimpers exiting your mouth while you bit your lip to muffle them as best as you could. His thrusts became more steady with you finally adjusting to his size. The sound of skin slapping on skin filling the room. Him filling you up felt incredible. He was so gentle with you, yet so passionate in his movements. He moaned against the soft skin of your neck, whimpering at the sensation of your walls tightening around his length. He lifted himself up now, guiding your legs onto his shoulders. Softly kissing your ankles he started to thrust into you again. This time, harder, more determined. Your eyes rolled back into your head, the sensation of him inside of you was making you burn up. You ripped your shirt off of your body exposing your bare chest to him. He chuckled at the sight of you not wearing a bra. Barely being able to control the noises escaping your mouth you bit down onto the soft fabric of your shirt. “You’re so beautiful.” He said breathlessly. You looked up at him, still moaning into your shirt. Little beads of sweat formed on his forehead. He threw his head back in ecstasy, not slowing his pace whatsoever. You knew you wouldn’t last long until you reached your second high. He felt you clenching down on him and that ultimately sent him into delirium as well. Jay threw himself forward on top of you kissing you sloppily, burying himself deeper inside of you now, which you didn’t even deem possible. “God you fuck me so good” you whispered to him. You were barely able to speak at his point. Your legs still in between the two of you, ankles resting on his shoulders. His movements got sloppier and more chaotic.

“Fuck I’m cumming.” He moaned into your mouth. You opened your eyes, locking them with his. The sudden eye contact completely threw him over the edge. Looking at you taking him so well, a moaning mess underneath him and now looking directly into his eyes completely destroyed him. He shakily filled you up with his warm liquids, pressing his hips into yours. Collapsing on top of you, you stroked his back a couple times before he looked back at you, planting another kiss onto your soft lips. They became a bit swollen from you biting down on them a little too hard a couple times. His lips were warm and soft against yours and you could’ve lived in this moment forever. Jay slowly pulled himself out of you, making sure to grab your shirt to quickly place it under you in order not to ruin the sheets. His cum dripped out of you and he gazed at you in complete satisfaction for a second. Completely out of breath, you placed a hand onto your chest, feeling your heart beat completely out of control.

“Do you want to shower?” He asked, his voice dark and raspy, he cleared his throat.

You nodded. He quickly unbuttoned his shirt, handing it to you. You sat up on the bed, wrapping it around you. He bent down, placing a soft kiss on your forehead before taking your hand into his, helping you up from the bed. Your hands still connected, he peeked out to the hallway, making sure the coast was clear, given the fact he was completely naked. The two of you quickly rushed into the bathroom, making sure to lock the door behind you. You could feel the cum dripping down your thighs now and although you enjoyed every second of it, you couldn’t wait to clean yourself up in the shower.

“Hey let me take a look at your face first.” You said cupping his soft disposition. He was covered in sweat and blood and the look of him wanted you to get wrecked all over again. Nothing looked too major. A small cut on the bridge of his nose, blood having dried above his lip as well. A tiny cut on the left side of his hairline above his forehead. He hissed at you lifting your fingers to it. Nothing needed stitches.

“Okay let’s get cleaned up.” You cheerfully said, giving him a soft kiss onto the tip of his nose. He blushed at the sudden gesture, his lips curling up into a soft smile. You turned on the shower, slowly letting the shirt of his fall over your shoulders, down to the floor. He noticed his slick running down your legs and cleared his throat at the sight of it. “You coming in?” You turned to him. He nodded, not being able to say a word right now.

You stepped into the warm, steamy chamber letting the water flow over your head and face, down your back. Jay followed you, now standing very close behind you lifting his hands to your shoulders, pulling you in closer. He lowered his head placing a soft kiss onto your shoulder before saying “I really enjoyed that.” You chuckled at his statement.

“Me too.” You turned to him, kissing him sloppily. He pushed you back against the cold tiles of the shower, making you moan into the kiss at the sudden sensation.

He pulled back “Unless you want me to ruin you all over again in here we should calm down.”.

“What if I want that?” You looked up at him sheepishly.

He reached down to your pussy, slowly rubbing circles around your clit. You threw your head back against the cold tile. “Fuck Jay.” Your voice coarsely echoed throughout the shower. Your folds were still coated in his cum, making it almost too easy for him to shove his fingers back inside of you. He looked down at you, “you’re such a needy slut for me.” He whispered against your lips wrapping his other hand around your throat. You couldn’t deny that ever since he kissed you in the kitchen you were waiting in anticipation of him doing it again. And here you were getting fingered by him in the shower. With how sensitive you still were and the thought of him fingerfucking his cum deeper into your throbbing pussy, you couldn’t help but clench on his fingers, moaning his name.

He pulled back, mustering you. Your legs shaking from your climax, your cheeks flushed and your chest rising and falling quickly.

You rubbed your hands over his chest, making your way down to his dick when he stopped you in your tracks.

“Lets get cleaned up huh.” He chuckled. He was probably way too tired for round two after the day he just had. You nodded understandingly and placed a soft kiss onto his pecks. The both of you enjoyed the shower. The warm water relaxed your muscles even further. His hands traveled all over your body, coating you in soapy suds. One sloppy kiss followed the other, as if you were glued to one another. The water coating the two of you, making it even easier to move your lips against each other.

After what seemed like an eternity and a thousand dollar water bill later, you finally stepped out of the shower.

“Let me at least put a band-aid on that.” You pointed at his face. He nodded in protest and sat down on the toilet seat, wrapping his towel around his waist.

You opened the bathroom cabinet, grabbing the first aid kit out of it.

Grabbing some butterfly band-aids you turned to him, ripping the protective seal off of it carefully. He pulled you in closer by your hips, looking up at you with his beady green eyes, while you carefully placed the bandaid on his wound. “What would I do without you?” He asked.

“Probably bleed out.” You laughed, throwing the trash into the little can next to the sink.

You made your way to your bedroom, it was late after all, you should get some sleep.

“Aren’t you going to stay with me?” He whispered loudly through the hallway, stopping you in your tracks.

“Did you want me to?” You asked, trying to not raise your voice too much.

“Of course.” He looked at you lovingly. Turning back around, you followed him into his room. He closed the door carefully. You let your towel fall to the floor, making your way into his bed. He gasped at the sight of your body.

Letting his towel fall down to the floor as well he crawled into bed with you, pulling you in closer. The skin on skin contact instantly gave you a rush. Placing one last kiss onto your forehead, he slowly felt himself drifting off to sleep.

“Good night Jay.”

“Good night love.”

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cml-san · 11 months

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Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Okja (2017), danonation - Fandom Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jay (Okja)/Reader Characters: Jay (Okja), Reader, K (Okja), Kim (Okja), Red (Okja), Blond (Okja), Silver (Okja), Original Characters, Paul Dano Additional Tags: Enemies to Lovers, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Denial of Feelings, Light Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Secret Identity, Rivals With Benefits, Implied/Referenced Sex, Eventual Smut, Translation, alphabet boy was a big influence, Song: Alphabet Boy (Melanie Martinez), not exactly a songfic tho Series: Part 2 of Play Date (Español/English) Summary:

Five years after the Animal Liberation Front exhibited the Mirando company, a new company is in the group's sights: GlamCo. Unfortunately, a woman discovered them before they could proceed with their plans to showcase the cosmetics company; now Jay must find a way to get her to cooperate with them in any way necessary.

Formerly known as Alphabet Boy

I TOLD YOU ALL I WAS GOING TO TRANSLATE IT I'M SORRY IT TOOK ME A YEAR, FIRST 5 CHAPTERS ARE NOW AVAILABLE IN ENGLISH, I AM NOW ON MY WAY TO TRANSLATE NINE MORE SO PLEASE READ IT AN COMMENT I'M BEGGING YOU

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ghoulgirlwrites · 2 years

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My Only Option Is You

Pairing: Jay (Okja) x Reader

Era: None

Requested by: None

Word Count: ~1600

Summary/Request: You met Jay through ALF and you both fell for each other. It just took you a while to admit it.

A/N: My toxic trait is taking requests but writing other things that no one asked for lol.

You and Jay had been friends for years. You met when you had joined ALF and had watched as he worked his way up to being a team leader. You couldn’t deny that he deserved it. He was a natural born leader, right down to the way he carried himself. His only flaw was his temper, which flared whenever someone on the team didn’t do things his way.

You yourself had retired from ALF after you nearly died on a mission. You’d woken up in the hospital, Jay holding one of your hands in his, eyeing you with his big green eyes. Even after you recovered, he seemed changed, shaken up. You thought it was odd, considering he didn’t react this strongly when one of the others got hurt. But after that, you decided to pack it in. You’d expected Jay to be angry with you since he always said how vital you were to ALF, but he was completely supportive, helping you get a job at a local animal rights organization.

But you couldn’t deny that you missed him and worried about him constantly. You wanted to be strong and not let him know that you were concerned because you knew how much he loved it, but you couldn’t help it. Add to that the fact that you’d nursed a crush on him for a while, but thankfully, he had no idea.

But you missed how he always volunteered to pair up with you on missions and always made sure you stayed in hotel rooms with him as you traveled around. This had started when you’d let on how safe you felt with him and how much you enjoyed his company. Before that, he’d been shy around you, something you’d never expected from someone who could easily command a room.

Jay was between missions with some time off, so he’d decided to fly out to visit you. You were happy to pick him up at the airport. You waited at baggage claim, standing on your tippy toes to try to spot his tall, lanky frame. Sure enough, he rounded a corner, wearing his trademark suit and tie, which was slightly rumpled from the journey. He cast his eyes around the room, searching for you. You waved your arm over your head and the movement got his attention.

He ran to you and scooped you up in his arms, spinning you around. You laughed, making him laugh with you. Finally, he put you down, but kept his arms wrapped around you, looking you up and down as if checking you over for injuries.

“How are you?” He asked, seeming like he really cared about the answer.

You smiled. “I’m good! How are you?”

“Tired,” he blurted out and laughed.

“Well, I have a bed for you to sleep in, so follow me,” you said, grabbing his bag from him, even as he frowned.

“I’d follow you anywhere,” he said, letting his green eyes linger on you for a second longer than necessary. You felt your cheeks heat up and you prayed he didn’t notice.

You drove him back to your apartment. He talked the whole way about the different missions he’d been on since you’d last seen him. You loved to watch as he lit up when he spoke about his work. Even though you missed him, you couldn’t imagine him giving up traveling with ALF for anything or anyone. It was what he loved the most.

When you reached your apartment, you showed him the guest room. He threw his stuff down and looked at the bed.

“You wanna nap, don’t you?” You asked, smirking.

“Yeah,” he admitted, glancing back at you.

“Go for it. I have some stuff to do for work anyway,” you said.

“Why don’t you lie with me instead?” He asked.

Your stomach swarmed with butterflies. But still, you nodded. “Okay.”

You settled down in bed with him. He’d changed out of his suit into a t-shirt and sweatpants, a sign he was shedding the persona that the rest of the world saw and just being himself.

You found yourself drifting off, even as you mentally went through all the things you had to do for work. The bed was comfortable and even though Jay wasn’t touching you, you could feel his body heat next to you and his even breathing lulled you to sleep.

You awoke sometime later, Jay having rolled over to face you. His green eyes watched you as you blinked awake.

“Hi,” he whispered.

You smirked. “Hey stalker.”

His cheeks turned red and he averted his gaze.

“I was just kidding,” you said, partly missing the way his eyes seemed to drink in every part of you.

“I know,” he said, offering you a small smile.

You felt his hand creep towards you beneath the covers, coming to wrap lightly around your thigh. Your pulse quickened and you glanced up at him. His green eyes were uncertain, an unspoken question lurking there. You nodded, relaxing into his touch as his thumb traced circles on the flesh exposed by your shorts.

You both leaned into each other. You watched his eyes flutter shut as yours did too. After what felt like an eternity, his lips met yours, soft at first, but then with more hunger. You parted your lips to welcome his tongue as he brought his hand up to stroke your cheek.

After that first kiss, you and Jay had sort of an unspoken arrangement. When you were apart, you were both free to be with whoever you wanted, but when he came home, you were his and he was yours. Jay had reasoned that it wouldn’t be fair to make you commit to him when he was gone all the time. He wanted you to live your life. Little did he know that all you wanted was to have him always, but you kept telling yourself that you couldn’t ask him to give up traveling with ALF, knowing he’d do it in a heartbeat if you brought it up. It wouldn’t be fair.

But it was frustrating. You felt like you were waiting, always waiting. If you were honest, you didn’t want to see anyone else, even while he was away. You only wanted him. And even though he looked at you as if you’d hung the moon, you wondered how much of his relationship with you was purely physical, if it was just a way for him to have his cake and eat it too.

He was home again, this time for a very short time, so he’d agreed to get a hotel. You’d thought it was just as well. You couldn’t help the resentment you’d built up towards him over time and you weren’t sure you could take another night of wondering whether he was just using you.

“I’m at my hotel if you’d like to come over. I want you,” he texted.

“Sorry, can’t. Work stuff,” you texted back.

You sighed, putting your phone down and returning your attention to your laptop, where you were currently writing a report for work. It wasn’t due anytime soon, but you told yourself it was best to get it done and that it had nothing to do with distracting yourself from going to Jay.

About an hour after he texted you, a knock sounded on the door. You weren’t expecting anyone, but you went to see who it was. You swung the door open and there was Jay, his trademark suit rumpled as if he hadn’t changed since getting to his hotel. He eyed you warily, his lower lip jutting out ever so slightly. It was almost enough for you to invite him inside and let yourself forget, getting lost in his kiss and his hands on you. Almost.

You frowned at him. “Jay? What are you doing here? I told you I had work stuff.”

He sighed, raking his fingers through his jet black hair. “I know, but I had to see you. I…I just wanted to make sure we were okay.”

“We’re fine, Jay. Just…go back to your hotel.”

“I thought you’d be happy to see me,” he whispered, sounding so broken.

“I am—”

He shook his head, his gaze hardening as he cut you off. “No, you’re not. I know you better than that. I just don’t understand. I’ve been gone for almost a year, I thought you’d—”

You cut him off. “That’s right, you’ve been gone for almost a year. Did you really think I’d wait around forever for you?”

“No, but—but I just…”

“That’s what I thought.” You started to close the door, but he put a hand up and started towards you, making you pause.

“Y/N, wait. Please. I’d give it all up for you, I swear,” he said. He held your gaze for a moment, as if to emphasize that he meant it.

You shook your head, biting your lip. “I can’t ask you to do that.”

“You’re not asking, I’m offering,” he whispered, his green eyes pleading with you.

“You love it too much.”

“But I love you more.”

“You’d resent me.”

He shook his head, smiling gently at you. “I’d never resent you for a choice that I made. Now stop arguing and kiss me.”

With that, you were all out of reasons why this was a terrible idea, so you did as you were told, closing the distance between you and Jay. You tugged on his collar to pull him into your apartment as your lips met his. This kiss was unlike any you’d shared with Jay. It tasted like new beginnings and promises of the future.

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