Syzygy (JJP x Reader)
Request: could u do a fluff polyamorous relationship w/ jaebum an jinyoung pls?
Member: Got7′s JB x Got7′s Jinyoung x Y/N
I balanced my chin on my palm as I looked lovingly across the ottoman at Jaebum. He was buried deep in the rule book for scrabble, his tongue stuck between his teeth as he groaned along to different words he scanned over. I tilted my head focusing my eyes on the younger boy next to him, Jinyoung’s face was hidden behind a dictionary as he flipped through the pages quickly, muttering to himself.
“I’m going to assume it’s not-” I began quietly, looking back and forth between them.
Jinyoung lifted up his finger to hush me as his eyes remained glued on the book before him.
“Oh no, I’m certain it’s a word,” Jaebum grumbled. “Jinyoungie wouldn’t dare put down something if it wasn’t a word. I just don’t know if you’re allowed to get that many points in one turn…”
“Ah-ha!” Jinyoung gasped, his finger tapping the page quickly. “Syzygy, a conjunction or opposition, especially of the mood with the sun.”
Jaebum rolled his eyes before continuing through the rule book, flipping back and forth helplessly.
“I believe that is 25 points…with a triple word score…” Jinyoung whispered happily to himself as he arranged the tiles. Jaebum’s eyes grew as he looked back and forth from Jinyoung to me, his expression soon growing sour.
“That’s it, we’re breaking up,” he said, shaking his head quickly, tossing the rule book to the side and beginning to stand.
“Yah! Jaebummie!” I cooed, trying not to giggle as Jinyoung’s jaw dropped and he looked up at our boyfriend. “You know Jinyoungie wins every time we play this!”
“Plus wouldn’t that be awkward? If you broke up with me…but kept dating Y/N…and I kept dating Y/N,” Jinyoung said, a charming smile on his face as he rubbed Jaebum’s calf. “Plus you’d have to see me at work, the whole thing would just be so messy.”
Jaebum crossed his arms, shimmying his shoulders as he pouted.
“For someone who claims he has no aegyo, he sure is adorable when he’s upset,” I whispered, reaching over and pushing Jinyoung affectionately.
“It’s not fair when you two gang up on me,” JB grumbled, shuffling over to the couch. He plopped on the aged leather and drew his feet up to sit behind me.
“You like the attention,” I laughed, standing as well. My attempts at leaving the living room were futile as Jaebum wrapped his strong arms around me and pulled me into him. I landed comfortably in his lap as he held me to his chest and nuzzled into my neck.
“What? Does the winner not get any accolades?” Jinyoung gasped, fake shock on his face as he walked over, plopping alongside of Jaebum and setting his legs on top of mine. JB unravelled one arm from around my body and set it lightly on Jinyoung’s thigh.
I smiled to myself as I watched them interact. I knew I was incredibly lucky to be in a relationship with both of these men. One of the best parts of my relationship though, was being able to watch the loving dynamic in which Jinyoung and Jaebum operated. They didn’t have to be overwhelming in their show of affection for one another, but it was a quiet adoration. They loved each other so deeply that they didn’t have to scramble to figure out how to convey it. I was just the fortunate bystander who managed to get caught in their crosshairs.
I leaned my head back against Jaebum’s collar bones and sighed contently. I thought back to the day this all began.
Jinyoung had sat me down on this very couch, angling himself on the ottoman before me so our knees knocked. Jaebum paced anxiously behind him, rubbing his chin with his hands as he shot me the occasional nervous smile.
“I was going to draft a contract, but JB said it would be too creepy,” Jinyoung had sighed, a smile lighting up his face.
“Contracts…” Jaebum grumbled as he quit his pacing. “How many times did you end up reading Fifty Shades of Gray?”
I smiled goofily as I looked up at my two best friends, completely lost in all of their dramatics.
“What we’re trying to say is…we’ve both been talking. We both have…really strong feelings for you, Y/N,” Jinyoung continued quietly. Immediately a shiver ran down my spine as I looked at them. Surely they wouldn’t force me to choose between them? Each boy had their merits. Jinyoung was warm, considerate, responsible, and devoted. He enjoyed reading and cooking. Meanwhile Jaebum was insightful, dependable, strong, and steady. He lived and breathed the music he surrounded himself with. They were both dancers, singers, and overall incredibly talented people.
“And we both want to date you,” Jaebum sighed, cutting through my thoughts. “But the issue is…we’re already dating each other.”
My mouth opened and closed as I tried to process the information being fed to me. What?
After discussing the logistics for what seemed like hours, we finally came to the decision that we should give each other a chance. All of us. All or nothing. This would be my first polyamorous relationship, but if it were to happen, I’m glad it would be with them.
That was nearly a year ago now and I couldn’t imagine life as anything different. Of course like any other relationship, we had our difficulties, and of course our difficulties were not the normal for the majority of relationships, but we worked through them. We trusted each other, and loved one another and that was what mattered.
“What are you smiling about over there?” Jinyoung cooed, rubbing his hands along my legs.
“Why are you complaining about her smile?” Jaebum chuckled, smacking JInyoung playfully on the arm. “Our jagi is happy.”
“I see that!” Jinyoung spat. “But I like to know what she’s thinking.”
Jaebum sighed, smiling simply at Jinyoung as he placed his hand on his cheek. Jinyoung nuzzled his face into Jaebum’s palm and kissed the skin there.
“That, that right there is why I was smiling,” I whispered.
“Hm?” both boys hummed, their heads snapping to look at me.
“You two,” I nodded, my voice a little bit louder. “You two are the reason why I smile.”
“Why?” Jaebum chuckled, shaking his head. His hand twitched on my side as he played with the fabric of my shirt. “We’re a pain.”
“Speak for yourself!” Jinyoung said, his smile wide.
“Nothing worth having has ever been easy Bummie,” I giggled, flicking him in the middle of the chest. “I’m sure I’m just as much of a pain for you guys.”
“Only when you don’t do the dishes, or when you put the toilet paper on facing the wrong way,” Jinyoung nodded, his brows furrowed in thought. “Those are really things I’ve chosen to look over though.”
Jaebum rolled his eyes as he pulled both of us closer. “You two are probably the most worth while pains in my ass I have ever had.”
“Don’t let Jackson hear you say that,” I whispered. “He’d be so hurt.”
“Yeah, well, I’m not looking to pick up another boyfriend anytime soon,” Jaebum smiled. “I have my hands full here.”
“Once again, I don’t understand. I am a literal dream,” Jinyoung said, fluttering his eye lashes. I looked back and forth between the two boys before we all collapsed into a puddle of giggles and limbs.
“A dream who cheats at Scrabble,” Jaebum hissed, shooting a quick wink my way.
“It’s not cheating, it is winning aggressively!” Jinyoung gasped, becoming defensive immediately. “Don’t be jealous.”
“How could we be jealous?” I smiled, looking at the boys lovingly. “We have all we want right here. I think taking a loss in scrabble is a fair compromise.”