chair-mode

Headache

Request: Would it be okay if I request number 11 with Got7’s Junior?

11)  Your best friend asks out your bias.

Member: Got7′s Jinyoung x Y/N x (ft. JB)

Type: Fluff


“I swear, if you do it again, you’ll regret it!” Jinyoung threatened with wide eyes. 

I watched from my spot, leaned against the door jam of his bedroom at the Got7 dorm as he argued with my best friend, Min. 

“Like I’m really scared of you Park Jinyoung,” Min giggled, her face already flush with pink. She grabbed at his hair again, scrubbing a hand through the tendrils and laughed even harder. 

“That’s it!” Jinyoung shouted, launching towards Min and tickling her sides. She screeched in return, writhing beneath Jinyoung’s touch. 

I rolled my eyes and began to turn as I smacked directly into JB. 

“Yah, they’re disgusting, aren’t they?” he chuckled, eying Min and Jinyoung warily. “I would tell them to get a room, but they’re in one.”

I chuckled more to be polite than to actually validate what Jaebum was saying. I kept my back turned to the laughter and shrieks behind me. 

Jinyoung was my best friend, but so was Min. I didn’t think that when I introduced the two a few weeks ago that I would be imposing self inflicted torture on my heart. 

Granted, Min didn’t know that I had any sort of feelings toward Jinyoung, but I figured she’d at least have a tidbit of friendship intuition. I was definitely wrong. As I brought her in front of him for the first time, she immediately became a heart-eyed emoji and all but started drooling at the mouth. There was no stopping her flirt mode once it had been started and I instantly began kicking myself in the ass. I should’ve known better. 

“Yah, Y/N,” Jaebum said, shaking his hand in front of my face. “Earth to Y/N.”

“Ah, sorry oppa,” I sighed, shaking my head of any thoughts I had previously. I sidestepped him and began walking toward the living room, continuing my trek until I got to the balcony. 

“Hey Y/N,” Jaebum said from behind me. I paused while pulling on the door handle leading to the balcony. “Everything okay?”

“Just peachy,” I mumbled, shouldering the door and stepping onto the platform and out into the fresh air. I plopped onto one of the camping chairs the boys had haphazardly thrown out there and looked up to the sky. I very rarely came out to the balcony except to talk to Jinyoung. This was usually where we discussed what book we had recently read or anime we had binge watched. It was our place of calm when we wanted to escape the crazy atmosphere his group members so often created. 

After a few moments, a door slamming near the front of the dorm caused me to jump. There weren’t enough members home to incite that large of an argument in the middle of the day, so my suspicions immediately arose. I stood, beginning to make my way back inside as Jinyoung met me at the door, instead pushing me back out onto the balcony. 

“This is where you went to,” he said breathlessly, an embarrassed smile on his face. 

I remained wordless as I watched him cautiously. He eased past me and leaned against the railing, looking out to the common courtyard area below. 

“You never told me about Min,” he said after a few minutes of silence. 

“..Ex-excuse me?” I stuttered. I leaned beside him and gave him another curious look.

“As in, you never told me about her feelings,” Jinyoung nodded, raking a hand through the back of his hair.

I winced, biting my tongue from all of the possible dialogues that could come flying out of my mouth. 

“She just asked me if I would like to go to dinner with her…the next time I’m free,” JInyoung continued with a nod. “Kind of forward about it…her abrasiveness was almost frightening.”

I furrowed my brows, unsure of where this was going. Surely Jinyoung wasn’t inferring that he didn’t feel similarly to Min as she did for him. 

“I’m sure you heard the slamming door,” he sighed. “Granted, I would probably be pretty upset too if I put my feelings on the line and was told that the opposite party wasn’t interested.”

I lifted my eyebrows, remaining in silence. I tried to get the thought into my head. Jinyoung had shut down MIn. I was conflicted. I wanted for Min to be happy, to experience joy, love and happiness. The other side of me. however, was bursting at the seems. I hummed, hoping to acknowledge i was listening while simultaneously hiding my excitement. 

“Jinyoungie,” I sighed, leaning to get a better view of his face. “How exactly did you let her down?”

“Well…she asked if I wanted to go out for barbecue on Saturday,” Jinyoung nodded, a mischievous grin slowly growing on his face. “I told her I think I’m going to have a headache that night.”

“Park Jinyoung!” I gasped, swatting him on the arm. He clutched at his bicep in mock pain, stumbling backwards onto one of the chairs. Actor Jinyoung mode had been activated. 

“Aish, Y/N,” he groaned. “Did you have to hit me so hard?”

“Did you have to be so rude to my friend?” I retorted, sitting in the seat alongside him. 

“Well…she wasn’t exactly getting the point when I tried to politely decline,” Jinyoung chuckled, rubbing his arm one last time. “Plus…I’m unsure if you’ve noticed, but my dynamic with her isn’t fit for dates.”

“What exactly does that mean?” I asked, lifting my brows. From what I had noticed, any time I was around, they could hardly keep their hands from each other. 

“We don’t talk,” he sighed, looking away from me. “When you aren’t there, things are so awkward. We’re reduced to picking on each other and nearly wrestling each time because it’s less painful than trying to start a conversation.”

And here I was this whole time, convincing myself that he was flirting with her. I felt like a fool.

“I want a girl with substance,” he continued. “Someone who can discuss topics, world events, literature. I want a girl who genuinely listens when I talk and cares about what I have to say. Min just stared at my lips the whole time…it made me uncomfortable.”

“You are so hard to figure out Jinyoung,” I chuckled, pulling my knees to sit under my chin. “Don’t most guys adore the attention of being flirted with?”

“I do not enjoy having my body objectified Y/N,” Jinyoung said, his expression completely deadpanned. “I am more than just a pretty face.”

“Oh my god,” I moaned, rolling my eyes. “That did not just come from your mouth.”

His face immediately went back to a smile as he began to giggle. “I want a girl who isn’t going to cut me any slack. A girl that cares about me and isn’t afraid to be comfortable around me. That being said, aren’t you going to ask if I want to get barbecue Saturday night?”

I stopped mid laugh and looked at Jinyoung with wide eyes. I was frozen. Did the words that i think he said really come out of his mouth? Or was this a weird, delusional fantasy I had imposed on my reality by being lost deep in thought. 

“What?” I grunted. My eloquence obviously slays. 

“Please don’t tell me you plan on having a headache that night,” he smiled. 

“Well no, but…you want to go on a date? With me?” I choked out. 

“You’re the only one on this balcony,” he laughed. “And the only female currently at the dorm, so yes, I would assume I am inferring that I would like to take you out Saturday night.”

“Me,” I whispered again, looking down at my hands. I was trying to internalize the sudden turn of events. I had preconditioned myself for so long to see Jinyoung eventually taking Min out that this had turned into a completely illogical situation in my mind. I was lagging. 

“We can discuss new animes over meat and I can tell you how pretty you are through the haze of pork belly,” he sighed. “It’ll be wonderful.”

I nodded slowly, a small smile forming on my lips. “I think it would be wonderful as well.”

Originally posted by choijaes

@kpop-prompts

kimkrokus  asked:

so i just went and got a haircut, and it was at a quite fancy place. As the hairdresser was washing my hair she goes "oh and i'm gonna put the chair in massage mode okay?" and the freakin chair at the hairdresser started massaging me as she was washing my hair and i swear to god i was about to fall asleep and all i can think of is Derek Hale going to get a haircut for the first time in 5ever because he usually does it himself, i'm not sure why he decided to do this now but he did okay 1/?

and he’s really awkward about it, because going to get a haircut is generally really awkward so. Cue hairdresser Stiles freaking out because omg this guy is as hot as the sun and Stiles is having a hard time focusing on his hair instead of his eyes in the mirror (ALSO HIS HAIR IS SO SOFT WHAT THE HELL??) but yeah in the beginning it’s really awkward but they do get into a pretty relaxing atmosphere eventually and then its time for derek to wash his hair and as he gets into the chair he he realizes he’s kinda fucked because Stiles massaging and shampooing his scalp feels REALLY GOOD and then Stiles turns on the massage function on the chair and Derek literally falls asleep. Like he actually falls asleep and when Stiles notices he cannot deal because it’s the cutest thing ever and i’m so sorry for just randomly coming into your askbox like this but i didn’t know who else to send this to!

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, this is too cute!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

I don’t even know how to add to this because IT’S JUST SO PERFECT!!!!  

I NEED AN ENTIRE FIC. STAT.

*attack snuggles you for this*