I think sometimes you can learn a lot about a person from their clothing choices, and I’ve always sorta wanted to make some fashion sets ^ ^ So I’m making one for the OC kids, starting with the eldest as usual, Yasha! (He’s probably pre-teen-ish around here, maybe, idk)
Yasha still more or less thinks of himself as a boy (when he can be bothered to think about it at all) but loves flowers, pastels, and anything soft and gentle (in harsh contrast to his blunt as a bludgeon personality). And most importantly, he kinda just really hates wearing pants and underwear, when he can get away with full nudity… He takes the young!Victor flower fairy aesthetic to the next level. He can be very picky about what he wears, and usually prefers expensive but relatively unknown specialty brands. His parents, especially Victor, are more than happy to indulge his tastes.
IF YOU ARE NEW TO THIS AU: It’s a Yuri!!! on Ice AU, Yuuri-centric with end-game polyamory in an ABO
setting, Yuuri gets married to four mates (Victor, Yurio, Phichit, Minami)
and they have OC kids.
Oh it seems we are allowed to post our @meowraculouschatnoirzine pieces now! This is titled how many tears did I shed over this boy’s hair haha I had a lot of fun drawing the dorky cat son and I’m grateful for the opportunity to have been able to participate in such a fun zine!
YG’s Official Stand regarding the dispute over the USB Album. At this moment it was brought to the Ministry of Culture to let the authorities and the government decide on this matter. Additionally, the Korean Music Copyright Society supports this ‘4th Album Revolution’.
This will be one of the most talked about album release that will go down in history.
@Dyobonbon: Kyungsoo says he’s Meokmul’s and Huchu’s older brother TTTTT he’s their older brother because his mom is raising them TTTTTTTTTTT I couldn’t ask him to draw a ring on a finger TTTTT it was so hot outside and I was so flustered
@luckyoneD12: I told Kyungsoo some of his nicknames are penguin, maltese, and peach and asked which of those three was his favorite. He said peach 😭😭 and drew me a heart that looks like a peach 😭😭❤️
@J21_J88: I asked Kyungsoo what film genres he liked and he replied that he likes movies indiscriminately. I also asked for a film recommendation so he asked me if I’ve watched Dunkirk, that I really should TTTTTTT
@__pocoapoco: Ah Kyungsoo turned the mini fan in front of him to the fans like he was trying to cool us. Even though its breeze didn’t reach at all, his heart was so lovely I got emotional..( ꈨຶ ˙̫̮ ꈨຶ )
Jaehyun and his youtuber girlfriend? Filming boyfriend tag video haha :)
Hello there! First off, haven’t written a scenario of my ult in so long ;;; Thank you for requesting this & I hope you enjoy it although it took me forever to finish. Ah, Jaehyun is totally boyfriend (and husband) material. 💘
You finished setting up the Canon T5i and looked through the screen monitor to ensure that the camera was placed at the right angle. Lights, check. Camera, check. Now, all that’s left was the action.
“Are you ready, babe?” You called, as you made last minute touches to the room that would be the background setting of the video.
Jaehyun had finally concurred to appearing on your YouTube channel to film the boyfriend tag. Your subscribers had sent in requests since early last year, as you had always mentioned him in your videos, but never uploaded any footage of him. After months of begging, a month’s worth of pizza on you, and a promise to pack him lunch everyday for three months, you had finally coaxed him into making an appearance on your channel.
He appeared right at the door, popping his head in before smiling nervously. It wasn’t like him to be so shy, he is articulate and a naturally gifted speaker, so you found it quite adorable that he had spent the past week contemplating what to wear and how to act on camera.
He was dressed in a cream cable knit sweater today, paired with his favourite pair of vintage Levi’s. His hair was slightly parted at the front, coloured a chocolate brown. You couldn’t help but marvel at the sight in front of you.
The corners of his lips turned upwards as he begin to realize that you were checking him out. He walked closer to you and embraced you with his strong arms as you buried your face in the comfort of his sweater. His familiar scent wafted into the air, wood sage and a tinge of sea salt.
You peeked at him gingerly, the bottom half of your face still resting on the fabric of his shirt. “Are you nervous?”
He looked down at you, his sharp eyes transforming into crescents as he broke into a docile smile and nodded his head slowly. “A bit.”
“Why? Aren’t you the definition of ‘mom’s friend’s son’?” You teased, unravelling your hands from his back, reaching upwards to cup his face.
He leaned forward, trying to steal a kiss from your lips. You giggled and ducked to avoid him, giving him a quick peck on the cheek instead.
“Can I get one more kiss? The cheek one didn’t count.” He pouted.
“I’ll give you one if you answer the questions about me correctly, you know that.” You flicked him on the forehead lightly.
He chuckled, elongating his arms such that his right hand was now hovering in front of the camera lens, as if he was covering the camera’s eyes.
Then, he leaned over and planted a soft kiss directly on your lips.
He could feel you smiling into the kiss, but you immediately pulled back before things could escalate any further. “Stop cheating,” you murmured, a sheepish smile slowly spreading across your face.
“If you get even one question wrong, you know what you’re in for, right?” you teased, curling your hand into a fist.
He laughed, taking his position on the white leather loveseat. “I guess I’m lucky I have a good memory.”
You wiggled your eyebrows, skipping towards the camera set up at the front of the room to press the record button.
“We’ll see how well you do, Jae. We’ll see.”
You took a deep breath before pressing record, then quickly walked back to your position beside Jaehyun on the loveseat. He scooted closer, blinking slowly a few times before nodding his head and focusing his attention back on the camera lens.
“Hey guys, welcome back to my channel!” You started, before breaking into laughter and covering your face with your hands. Jaehyun turned to you and raised his brows.
“This is so awkward. I’m not used to filming beside you, even though you film me sometimes,” you whined.
“Do we have to start recording again?” Jaehyun whispered quietly, pointing to the camera.
“Yes, genius. Let’s set up the camera again.” you jokingly teased.
“Oh right, you can just edit it out.” He flashed you a sheepish grin and instinctively covered his face with his hands, a habit of his when he was embarrassed.
After an uncontrollable fit of giggles and a sip of water, you decided that you were ready to film again.
“Let’s go, take three.” Jaehyun whispered under his breath.
You barely kept in another fit of giggles, but managed to start the introduction without making any mistakes.
“Hey guys, welcome back to my channel. Today, we’re going to do the highly requested and long-awaited boyfriend tag.” You smiled, turning beside you to make eye contact with Jaehyun, as he nodded obediently.
“We decided to spice things up a little and make it a little more interesting. We’re each going to ask each other ten questions that we’ve prepared on our own, and if we answer any of the questions incorrectly, we’re each going to get a little punishment.” You continued.
“The punishments are going to be different each time since the questions vary in difficulty level. Basically, we prepared various levels for punishments which will be revealed once either of us makes a mistake.” Jaehyun added.
“Are you ready for this?” you turned to your right slightly, your eyes meeting each other.
“Of course. More prepared than I was for my SATs.” He replied with ease.
What a smooth talker.
You clicked on the ‘Notes’ app on your phone and did a quick scroll through, overlooking the questions you had prepared before clearing your throat.
“Okay. First question. I’m starting off easy, just so you know. When was the first day we met?” you smiled cheekily, waiting for his answer.
“January 14, 2014. Exactly a month before my birthday.”
“Too easy,” you teased.
“You can challenge me, you know. I’m better than that.” He chuckled, his gaze fixated on you.
“It started off easy.” You emphasized, turning to face him again.
You were distracted by the light that his phone screen emitted on his face, a luminous glow further highlighting the contours of his face.
How gorgeous he looked right now was beyond you.
“Bring on the hard questions, but it’s my turn now.” He winked at you before reading his first question aloud.
“What was the first gift that I gave to you?”
“Was it the silver necklace with the dainty hexagon shape in the middle that you bought me when we were browsing the streets of Hongdae together? I think that was our fourth date or something… or was it something else?”
“Guys, I have a terrible memory.” You scratched your head, slightly abashed.
“And in what you lack, I make up.” he propped his head to the side and smiled widely, his dimples deepening.
“Jae, please. We’re on camera.” You blushed.
“_________, first present. Think harder. I think this one’s pretty memorable.”
“First. First present. But also first something.” he emphasized, cutely putting up his index finger.
“OH MY- THE BLACK AND WHITE PLAID BUTTON UP SHIRT. It’s literally my favourite gift but it’s so precious to me I haven’t worn it since we met two years ago.” You continued.
“_______, you failed, so punishment time or?” He nodded coolly.
“Wait Jaehyun, wait! Before the punishment, reveal the story behind the first gift.” You gushed with excitement, recalling the very first time you had met him.
He instinctively placed his hand on the nape of his neck. You could tell he was a little flustered.
“Really?” he mouthed.
“Awww, are you shy?” You placed your hand on top of his and gave him a little squeeze. “Alright, we’ll save the story for next time. It’s a little embarrassing to talk about.”
Just as you were about to direct your next question to him, he started speaking.
“It was actually the first day we met. At that time, I was a part-time barista at a coffee shop and _______ was a customer. She was waiting for her coffee when one of the other customers was in a rush and accidentally bumped into her while rushing out, spilling some drinks on her. I guess he was in a rush but he didn’t even apologize and just ran out. She was drenched and all she did was grab some extra napkins from the dispenser and wipe at her shirt. So yeah, I found that ridiculous and without thinking I took off my shirt and told her to change into it.”
“Don’t worry guys, he was wearing a t-shirt inside.”
“By the way, how did you even manage to catch that? I remember it was pretty busy that day.” you added, smiling at him sweetly.
Jaehyun simply smiled and shrugged.
“I didn’t even think twice before taking my shirt off. Like I literally could have been wearing nothing inside.”
“Shirtless barista makes the headlines.” You teased jokingly, clutching your stomach to prevent yourself from doubling over.
He just shook his head and laughed softly, casually placing his hand on top of your head to ruffle your hair.
“_________, don’t change the topic, punishment time. Level one is… let me see… ”
“Lemons.” you finished his sentence, a look of regret washing over your face.
He smiled, eagerly getting up from his seat to grab a lemon wedge that he had sliced up from earlier.
You reluctantly took it from his hand and began nibbling at the lemon, wincing whenever you took another bite as the acidity instantaneously spread throughout your mouth.
After you finished half the wedge, Jaehyun swiftly grabbed the lemon from your hands and popped the rest of it into his mouth.
“It looked too delicious.” he replied simply. “It’s actually good, not too sour.”
“You little pig, why do you love food so much.“
You cracked a smile, immediately reaching for the glass of water in front of you to wash away the sour taste that still lingered in your mouth.
“Okay so next question. What’s my favourite food?” you asked.
“Is this some type of trick question ‘cause I feel like it’s too easy.” He placed his right hand under his chin, and glanced at the ceiling, thinking deeply.
“Well, it’s not a trick question but it might be a little difficult. ‘Cause I like everything. But there’s only one correct answer.”
“If I could only pick one… spicy tomato sauce pasta with seafood.”
“Didn’t expect you to be so specific,” you said, awe evident in your voice.
“Am I right though?”
You made a tiny ‘ok’ sign with your thumb and index finger and nodded in defeat.
“Alright, my turn. I’ll make it easier since I should be the bigger person and give you some points.”
“So thoughtful of you.” you replied, a hint of teasing sarcasm in your voice.
“I know right. So, what is the facial feature that I’m most confident about?”
“Guys, I’m really jealous of Jaehyun’s eyebrows ‘cause mine are so sparse and I always need to fill them in but he’s born with such beautifully-shaped thick eyebrows.” you turned to him and outlined his brows with your fingertips.
He wiggled his brows in satisfaction, leaning in to give you a peck just above your brow-bone.
“Jae, I’m editing that out!” You giggled.
“It’s a good luck peck to define your eyebrow hair.”
You teasingly hit his arm. “JUNG YOONOH. SERIOUSLY.”
“Sorry guys, this is probably like one of the most boring videos you’ve ever seen.”
“And you’re going to have to edit half of this out because of the PDA… or you can just keep it in?” Jaehyun joked.
“Johnny would say 'I just want to show the world how much I love my girlfriend’ and I completely agree.”
Another twenty minutes passed and you were now on your eighth question. You were pretty sure the video wouldn’t be the most entertaining boyfriend tag around, but you were having a fun time filming with Jaehyun and most importantly, you had realized how lucky you were to have such a sweet and caring boyfriend. Maybe even the luckiest girl in the world, you smiled to yourself.
You always knew that Jaehyun was a detail-oriented, observant and caring person, but he sometimes surprised you, picking up on details that you didn’t even know about yourself.
“Oh, ________. You’re doomed this time.” Jaehyun smiled widely, while reading his eighth question.
“Why? I’ve been doing pretty well up until now, just a couple mistakes.” You retorted.
“The next question is sports-related.” he replied with a grin.
“It should be passable, I always make you watch their games with me on tv and you usually do, even if you’re not paying attention.” he teased.
You glowered in response but you had a little bit of faith in yourself since you had watched a lot more sports since you had started dating Jaehyun. You just couldn’t resist his adorable antics.
“Okay, I love you ________. But tell me, which NBA team do I cheer for?”
“Give me a while to think about it. I swear I know though.”
“Mm, of course.” Jaehyun replied smoothly.
Here goes nothing. Let’s decode NBA first, you thought to yourself.
N for National. B for… baseball? Doesn’t seem right. Why are there so many sports that start with the letter b. Badminton? Something seems off. Then, it must be basketball. Jaehyun’s favourite sport is basketball! A… what did it stand for again? Shit, I forgot. Oh well.
“First, NBA stands for National Basketball A.” You replied, a smug look evident on your face.
Jaehyun chuckled and finished with perfect English, “A for Association.”
“Yes, that.” you smiled.
“Oooh, that’s impressive.” he replied, the right dimple on his cheek becoming more prominent.
You nodded. “Okay, three more minutes. Going to do more decoding in my head.”
“I’m so touched you’re working so hard.” He leaned over and bent down to give you a swift peck on the cheek.
“I’m working hard since I don’t want to do the punishment.” you simply replied.
“Why so tsundere.” A quiet giggle escaped Jaehyun’s mouth.
“And also the fact that you’re beating me by a landslide.” You laughed. “How is it possible that you didn’t even get one question wrong yet?”
Jaehyun scratched his head. “Were my questions too hard? Or yours too easy?”
“No, it’s because your memory is too good. Give me some brain cells! Anyway, let me continue. I can do this.”
“You can do this.” he replied.
“WE CAN DO THIS!” the both of you chanted, as you made a fist and pumped your arm up.
Jaehyun’s favourite basketball team. Hmm… he watches a lot of games but he is especially fond of one team. One of the heavily populated cities. It was definitely L.A… I’m sure he cheers for the team from L.A.
Now what were they called again? I loosely remember that it also started with a 'L’. Oh! It had a similar spelling to some of my favourite lip products. Lacquers? Yes… I think it was something like that. It was slightly different though. Lacers. Yes. Lacers.
“You ready?” Jaehyun asked.
“A hundred per cent ready.” you replied with ease.
“Wow, you’re really incredible.” he smiled at you and clapped slowly.
You hit him lightly on the shoulder and cleared your throat.
“The team is from L.A.”
Jaehyun immediately stood up and started clapping. “You basically got the answer already.”
“Mm, I know.” you answered.
“Lacers” you finished, your expression full of confidence.
Jaehyun scrunched his face cutely and doubled over, almost toppling on the couch.
“You were so close, babe! Should I just give the point to you?”
“I’m not right?!” You asked, genuinely surprised. “I remembered the name because it’s similar to lip lacquers.”
He laughed and brusquely wrapped an arm around your shoulder, bringing you even closer to him. “I’ll give you half a point for being such a cutie.” He said while gazing deeply into your eyes.
“But you still have to do half the punishment.” He continued, winking seductively.
“Jung Yoonoh, can you tell me what I got wrong first? Because I swear it was Lacers.”
“Well, you were only one letter off. It’s actually Lakers.” He nuzzled his face in your hair to stifle his urge to laugh.
“What, are you serious? I get three-quarters of a point then, not half. Meanie.”
“Anyways, what’s the quarter of a punishment I get?” You continued. A slight nervousness could be sensed in your voice.
You could see a shade of pink washing over Jaehyun’s ears as he read the punishment aloud in a voice an octave lower than usual.
“Re-enact your first kiss.”
“Ah… so embarrassing.” You whispered, fidgeting with the ends of your sleeves.
“You wanna pass on this one?” he asked casually.
You were never exactly the shy or introverted type, but when it came to public display of affection, you were astonishingly timid.
However, for some reason, you were feeling slightly audacious today. Whether it was because you wanted to show everyone how much you liked him, or just because you felt like kissing him and experiencing that rush of nostalgia as you imagined the first time you felt his lips on yours, you weren’t sure. You just knew that you wanted to do this.
“Retract the point from before. I’ll do the full punishment.” You answered with certainty.
Jaehyun was slightly astounded, but he clearly liked your determination because you could he see him biting his bottom lip to hide his smile while he nodded in agreement.
“It’s actually easy to re-enact this one since our first kiss was at the movies. So let’s pretend the camera is the movie screen and imagine that we’re sitting on regular seats at the theatre.” You started.
You scooted about four inches away from Jaehyun in order to recreate the exact distance between the two of you during the date at the cinema. Then, you motioned to the space in between.
“Imagine that this pillow is the popcorn and this water bottle is a cup of cola. Unfortunately we don’t have the actual props,” you giggled.
You locked eyes with Jaehyun, who gave you the cue to start. A re-enactment of your first kiss together in front of a virtual audience was really odd, but it made your heart flutter nonetheless.
You glanced at Jaehyun from the corner of your eye as you cautiously curled a strand of hair behind your ear. He was looking straight at the camera, pretending to watch the so-called ‘movie’.
You could feel your heart skip a beat as you made your next move. It was almost as if you had shut out all your surroundings; you didn’t see the filming equipment and the bright lights in your room seemed to have dimmed. All you saw was Jaehyun sitting in a dark movie theatre, the only source of light being the dim glow of the screen outlining his sharp features. The memory was still so vivid in your mind, as if you were being transported back to that time again.
You drummed your fingers along the edge of your seat waiting for Jaehyun to reach for the popcorn. When you saw his hand on the pillow, you casually reached for it without being too blatant, but he had already finished grabbing a handful of imaginary popcorn.
You had turned away thinking that Jaehyun was just too immersed in the movie, but he was secretly laughing. Now that you were re-enacting the memory, it was difficult for you to refrain from peeking at him. Although you didn’t see it back then, he was intentionally concealing his smile by burying his face deeper in his turtleneck.
Jung Yoonoh, you little tease.
Next, you tried to reach for the bottle of water at the same time he did, but he was already taking a sip out of it, eyes trained on the screen.
You sighed. You still remembered how you were feeling a little dejected about how the movie was clearly more interesting to him than you. In all those dramas you had watched, the boy would usually try to initiate skinship with the girl at the theatre. You decided to try one last time anyways. After all, there wasn’t a rule in the book that said girls couldn’t initiate skinship first.
When Jaehyun finally changed his position, leaning a tad bit closer to your side, you attempted to lie on his shoulder, all the while trying to be subtle.
You closed your eyes and smiled, expecting his warm wool turtleneck to make contact with your skin, when you realized that he had already switched back to his initial upright posture. On top of that, you probably looked like a dumbass right now, head cocked to the side, leaning on invisible air.
You imitated the exact expression you made that day, eyebrows furrowed and lips slightly downturned. At that exact moment, he leaned over and quickly gave you a short but soft kiss on the lips before returning to his upright posture, reverting his attention back to the imaginary movie screen. You were in total shock, but managed to take a quick peek at him. His arm was casually resting on the headrest, his hand slightly covering his mouth to keep from smiling too widely.
Your rounded eyes were still enlarged as the reality of what just happened hit you. So he was paying attention to me all this time? His attention was still on the screen, but he secretly took your hand with his free hand and interlocked his fingers with yours.
Jaehyun swung your entwined hands back and forth as you turned to smile at him. The two of you burst out laughing as he let go of your hand and you both applauded each other, “Okay, this is so embarrassing. But I did my punishment. I hope it wasn’t too much of a cringe-fest to watch.”
“I could see that you were really into it though.” Jaehyun commented cheekily.
“I was just trying to give an accurate portrayal to my subscribers!”
“But hey, I can’t believe I didn’t notice that you were laughing at me the whole time back then. I thought I was being natural with my moves.” You continued, while playing with a strand of his sleek brown hair.
He chuckled softly. “You don’t know how difficult it was for me to hold back my laughter. Too cute.”
You poked one of his dimples lightly and leaned over to give him a peck on the other one. Too adorable to resist skinship.
“Alright, time for the next question! Hang in there guys, we’re almost done. Okay Jae, the next one might be a bit hard. Are you ready for this?”
Jaehyun nodded. “How difficult can it be, am I right?”
You giggled while reading your question aloud. “If I could only wear one outfit everyday for the rest of my life, what would I wear?
“Have you been paying attention to my wardrobe?” you questioned.
“_______, you love clothes. It’s almost impossible.”
“Just guess, my Mr. Perfect soon to be Mr. Ninety-Nine Percent.”
“Well there’s always the black skinny jeans with the grey varsity sweater combination that you love wearing. But then there’s also the pleated skirt with blouse outfit that you love wearing to events… and then there’s the fitted plain white tee with Levi’s, that’s a classic, you can’t go wrong with that. This is so hard,” Jaehyun whined, his head leaning on your shoulder.
“Wow, Mr. Jung. I can’t believe this is the first time I’m taking a point off. Incredible.” You teased.
He placed his face in his hands and smiled shyly. “Ah, I wanted to get all the questions right. So what’s the correct answer?”
He peeked through his hands timidly.
“You’re too detailed. All I have written down is an all-black outfit. Black is the new black, Jaehyun. It’ll never go out of style, so… it’s perfect.” You bit your lip to keep from laughing too much as Jaehyun made faces at you.
“Punishment?” he asked, his voice slightly reluctant.
“Punishment for question nine is to do aegyo…” You paused for a bit before continuing. “That’s too easy for you, not fair.”
Jaehyun sighed. “Trust me, it’s not that easy.”
You pinched his cheeks as he pouted.
“You’re so good at it though. My cutie valentine boy.” He brightened up and smiled devilishly at your compliments.
“I’m not going to prepare chocolate on Valentine’s Day. I’m the chocolate myself, what would I buy chocolate for?” He started, his voice oozing with honey.
“The man born on February 14! It’s me, the choco-man!” He continued, placing one finger on his cheek, smiling widely.
You placed your hand on your mouth to refrain from laughing too loud, as Jaehyun’s eyes were noticeable crescents now. He was squinting his eyes because of the abundance of 'sweet’ lines.
You poked his cheek and placed that finger directly on your mouth.
“If you say so… hmm it’s salty?” You joked.
Jaehyun furrowed his brows and dabbed his finger on his tongue to check himself. “Oh! It’s sweet!”
He bent over, clutching his stomach from laughter, gesturing a 'X’ with his arms to signal that he was done. “Seriously, are you posting this online?” He pretended to cry.
“That was so cute!! How did you come up with that?” You squealed.
“It’s in my genes.” He replied flatly, before wrapping an arm around your neck and tickling you.
You squeaked as he tackled you and aimed for your most vulnerable parts, tickling your waist and under-arm area.
“JAE!!! STOP IT’S SO… TICKLISH… OKAY… I’ll stop laughing at you. Okay, stop. Let’s continue.” He steadied you and fixed your messy hair, then stole a quick kiss before nodding at the camera.
“Okay, so next… when did you meet the family?” Jaehyun asked.
“The date that I met your family right? Not when you met my parents? Or both?”
“Just when you met my family,” he replied, a coy smile on his face, remembering the moment.
“December 25, 2015. I went over to your house for a Christmas party and met your parents and I messed up the food, it was really embarrassing.” You recalled.
“Mom thought you were adorable but she said that you should learn some cooking skills from me,” Jaehyun chuckled.
“Hey! I’m better now okay? I even cooked for your parents and they loved it.” You bragged.
“True. Chef Jaehyun really helped you polish your skills right?”
“Yes, I acknowledge that!” You laughed.
“Wow. We’re already at our last question.” Jaehyun pointed out.
“Hope we didn’t bore you guys to death! So my last question is… Jaehyun, when do I find you the most attractive?” You tried to hide your smile and lowered your gaze a bit. Why did I think this was a good question again?
When you glanced up, you could see that Jaehyun’s smile had reached his eyes. So adorable.
“I think I’m going to get this question wrong too. ________, you should tell me these things, you know… when you find me the most…” He paused for a bit.
“Oh just guess!” You answered, evidently flushed by his teasing.
“Hmm… is it when I’m driving with one hand on your seat? I remember how you blushed when I first drove you around right after I got my driver’s license. That kind of seems too typical though… no, not that. When I’m ordering for us before the movies or restaurants. When I’m done ordering you always give me that look.”
“What look?” You asked, mouth slightly agape.
“You know, that… 'I’m so lucky to have you’ gaze.” He did his own rendition of that gaze of yours, causing you to hit him playfully as he caught your hands and wrestled around with you.
“No it’s not that! Jae, you’re getting worse at this.”
“Oh really? What is it then?” He clearly didn’t mind that he got the question wrong, he was just really intent on hearing the answer of when you found him the most attractive. He was giving you that gaze again. His sharp eyes exhibiting his confidence and curiosity.
“It’s when I look at your backside when you’re in the kitchen cooking for me.” You answered shyly.
“I feel all fuzzy and warm inside when I observe your backside in the kitchen. It makes me feel at home for some reason.” You continued, your voice softer than usual.
Jaehyun adjusted his position so that his back was now facing you.
“You know, you can hug this when I’m cooking. Since it’s so attractive.” He turned his neck to look at you, his gaze sharpening such that he was emitting a seductive aura.
A deep shade of red spread across your cheeks, but you still tried to hide how flustered you were.
“I will,” you replied, placing your hands around his waist and leaning on his broad back. It was so comfortable.
After Jaehyun did his punishment, which was to eat a piece of sushi with a large wad of wasabi between the raw fish and the rice, which he easily aced, filming had almost come to an end.
It was time for the last question.
Jaehyun cleared his throat before reading his final question aloud.
“What is my fondest memory of you? It’s a hard one 'cause I never told you before.” He commented, shyly averting his gaze from yours, a slight smile pulling at the corners of his lips.
“Hmm… I seriously have no idea.” You pondered aloud.
“I’m just going to give this a shot even though I’ll probably get it wrong…”
“'Cause I’m really too curious about what your fondest memory of me is.” you continued, looking directly into his eyes, an abashed look on your face.
He held your gaze for a while until the two of you noticed that you were still filming, and he looked away, clearly shy.
“So, any guesses?” He smiled softly.
“The first time we saw each other, at the coffee shop? I mean, I think I left a pretty big impression on you.” You teased, giggling at the same time.
He paused, holding your gaze, the corners of his lips turned up in a knowing smile.
For a moment, you thought you had the right answer.
“Close, but not quite.”
You looked at him in confusion, slightly puzzled.
“________,” he started.
“So… I actually never told you this. But the coffee shop, it wasn’t the first time I saw you.”
Your eyes widened, slightly taken aback yet full of curiosity.
“My fondest memory of you starts like this. I was on bus route 148, just any regular day, coming home from school. That was the first time I saw you. I didn’t think much of it, if I had to admit though, you did catch my attention a little bit. But the bus approached the next stop, and a pregnant woman had boarded the bus. As I was about to stand up, I noticed that you had already stood up to offer your seat to her. I don’t even know if you remember this, honestly, but there was this man that came in and sat down just as she was about to sit down. You really started to catch my attention when you started to explain how the seat was for the pregnant lady, but you still managed to handle the situation well, even though he was being an asshole. I haven’t seen people like that in a long time. I was about to get up and at least try to strike up some conversation with you, but the next stop was your stop, and you had already left. So two weeks later, when I saw you at the coffee shop, I was just thinking… I didn’t want to let the chance to talk to you slip away again.”
“So that’s why…” you started.
He nodded before you could continue.
“The spill was a good excuse for me to talk to you.”
You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. You had always thought that the coffee shop meeting was your first. And although it was, you would’ve never thought you ever crossed paths with Jaehyun before that.
You blushed at the thought of a teenage Jaehyun, noticing your actions.
“So, why didn’t you ever tell me this?” You placed your left palm under your chin, gazing at him earnestly.
“Well, it’s embarrassing, I didn’t want to make it seem like I’m a total romanticist.” He bit his lip and sighed softly.
You wanted to seem cool with it, but it was difficult to hide how touched you were.
Jaehyun felt your warm touch, as you placed your hand on the left side of his cheeks, visibly pink.
For a moment, you tuned out your surroundings again. You even momentarily forgot you were filming. This would probably be too much for your subscribers, but this would be footage you’d keep forever.
“I’m glad you took that chance.”
You held onto the ends of his sleeves, as you leaned closer for a passionate kiss. You could feel Jaehyun responding as he embraced you lightly, yet kissed you deeply, paying no mind to the camera.
Summary: Chanyeol isn’t your stereotype popular jock. He loves to come into the arcade, you work in, with his friends. Spending all his time having the highest score on at least half of the games. When you two are the only people left in the arcade on a Friday night, there is no telling what adventures you’d get up to that night.
You were leaning on the counter with your head in the palm of your hand. You loved working at the arcade but even more because Park Chanyeol came in all the time. He was a very well known senior. He and his group of friends were very popular even though they didn’t look like it. Chanyeol has a baby face but a deep voice that made you swoon like any other school girl. Even his smile crushed you like an ant under a boot.
The Virgin and The Sex God: Chapter Seven- Dean x Reader
The Virgin and The Sex God: Chapter Seven
Summary: Dean finds out you’re a virgin and begins to try to charm his way into your pants. Little does he know he’s about to fall in love. Word Count: 2,009 Warnings: Sexual Content. Language.
SERIES MASTERLIST I’m so addicted to all the things you do When you’re rollin’ round with me in between the sheets Oh the sounds you make, with every breath you take It’s unlike anything, when you’re lovin’ me… From Addicted by Saving Abel
You groaned as you awoke the next morning- you and Dean were a tangle of limbs. He had you smashed to the edge of the bed with one heavy leg slung over your hip. His arms were interlocked around your upper shoulder. Basically, you were trapped under The Mr. Sex God.
“Ughhhhhhh.” You groaned as you tried to move, but your head simply bobbed back against your pillow. “Jesus. He sleeps like the dead.” You grumbled as you finally accepted your fate.
You glanced over to the side table when you heard your phone buzzing. Trying desperately to reach out, you found that your reach fell just short of being able to get to the phone. Your eyes narrowed when Dean began to snore softly in your ear. You turned to look at him with malice as his snoring grew louder. This was going to be the longest morning of your life.
“DEAN!” You hissed as you shook his arm. “DEAN! WAKE UP!”
Dean groaned a little in his sleep but didn’t budge. Sighing in frustration, you began to try to wiggle out of your prison. You managed to get one arm free and used it to prop yourself up. Your phone was still buzzing, and you had to figure, it was your friend calling. You had said you would be half-way back to Virginia by now. Finally freeing your other arm, you crawled upwards and Dean’s arms ended up around your waist. You rolled your eyes when he never even flinched.
You grabbed your phone and took note that it said you had ten missed calls. You cringed as you saw the text messages from Charlotte. She was now threatening to send in the brigade if you didn’t answer her. You chuckled to yourself and pushed the call button. It didn’t even get to two rings before Charlotte was barking at you on the other line.
“Where the hell are you?!” She screeched. “I was about to send everyone we know to look for you!!!”
“I’m sorry Char. We are still at the motel in Kentucky.” You answered meekly.
You pulled the phone away from your ear as she began to berate you for not calling her. You took it all in stride- being a hunter meant having people worry about you continously. You were surprised when Dean began to stir awake, but then again Charlotte’s voice was enough to wake the dead.
“What’s going on?” You heard Dean groan loudly.
His voice caused Charlotte to stop mid-sentence and let out an unholy squeal. Your eyes widen when you figured out what was about to come out of her mouth.
“DID YOU GET LAID?” She screamed happily. You could feel her jumping for joy on the other end of the phone.
“Char!” You chastised her. “That’s not funny! You know I’m with Dean Winchester.”
“Ummm. That’s even fucking better! That man looks like he can fuck!” Charlotte mused as
you cringed at her words and then cringed even harder when Dean started laughing. You wanted to go crawl in a hole and die somewhere.
“And then there’s that little crush that you’ve had on him for like the last five years…” Charlotte let slip. Your eyes nearly bugged out of your head at this revelation. When the hell had you ever said that?!
“Charlotte Greene! Don’t make up lies to embarrass me!” You hissed into the phone. You went to turn it off speaker but a hand came up to stop you. Your eyes wandered to Dean and he was looking at you with extreme interest. Dear Lord in Heaven, could someone just kill you: Now!
“Pssshhhhhhh. I’m not lying. You’ve got it bad for that man.” Charlotte chittered. “You’re always talking about how good he looks when you’re drunk. How’d you like him to…”
“OKAY. THANKS FOR THAT. I’ll call you later Char.” You hissed as your face turned a cherry tomato color. She simply answered you with a devilish giggle before saying her goodbyes. You buried your face in the pillow not wanting to face the consequences of that conversation.
“Oh Y/N….” You heard Dean say in an almost mocking tone. You groaned and tried to curl into a ball. Dean snacthed you and pulled you into him. You made that mouse squeak sound that you always made when you were nervous as you were once again trapped in his arms. Dean’s strong embrace calmed your embarrassment, but you still wished the earth would swallow you whole.
“Don’t worry sweetheart. I’ve had a crush on you for a long time, too. I’ve just been too stupid or afraid to admit it.” You heard him say as he placed a kiss on the back of your neck. You shivered at the touch and bit your lower lip. Your denial had been strong for years, but your lips were always lose when you were shitfaced. You never let yourself get that drunk around anyone but Char. You trusted that girl with your life and you would never lie to her. Even when you were drunk.
“Dean. I guess I should tell you something.” You murmured as your hand gripped one of his arms. “I think I do like you. I think I would sleep with you…. But, I’m afraid.” You whispered.
“Oh sweetheart, there’s nothing to be afraid of. I want to take you places that no other man ever has or will take you.” He groaned as he pressed himself closer to you. You could feel his erection pressed against your thigh. You swallowed hard and flinched away from his embrace. It wasn’t that you were afraid of sex- you were afraid of losing him. Just like you lost Jacob.
“It’s not that. I’m not afraid of sex. I mean I have no idea what to do… But…. That’s not why I’m afraid. I’m afraid that we’re going to fall in love.” As the words left, you felt the thickness in your throat.
“Me too, sweetheart. Me too. But that’s a risk I’m willing to take.” Dean said as he pressed his lips to your forehead. Those words broke all the resolve that you had. All the years of built up emotions came pouring out of you in a swift river. The sob that ran through you made you cling to Dean like he might disappear. These feelings were too much for you.
“Dean. Please just promise me. If this doesn’t work out. That we will still be friends. I need you. I need you and Sammy in my life.” You murmured as you pressed your face into his bare chest.
“Like I told you before Y/N. You will never lose me.”
You nodded slowly before bringing your lips up to brush over his. You were almost completely a virgin to kissing as well. You had only ever kissed one other guy and that had been almost eleven years ago. Dean groaned at the contact and snapped his hips forward. His throbbing erection brushed along your leg and he grunted at the slightest contact. You smirked a little wanting to give Dean a little preview of what was to come.
Your hand gently slipped between his thighs as you caught his clothed erection in your hand. So maybe you weren’t completely a virgin. You had watched that porn that one time. Though you supposed that wasn’t the best comparison to real life. You shook your head and swallowed back the fear. Being afraid got you nowhere. Slipping your fingers into the waistband of his boxers, you gently slipped them down his legs. Dean couldn’t control the the volume of his moans as he awaited your touch.
Your breath hitched in your throat as you sat up. Dean’s cock bounced free and stood rigidly at attention. Blushing scarlet, you moved to touch him but the anxiety that moved like a knife through you was too much. Bouncing up and off of the bed, you nearly fell on your face.
“I-I-I can’t…” You mumbled as you brought your hands up to cover your eyes. You felt incredibly embarrassed you had even tired. “Sorry. I’m so sorry.”
The bed groaned under Dean’s weight as he stood up to hug you. You blanched when you felt his erection press into your stomach as it was trapped between the two of you.
“Don’t apologize sweetheart. We can take this as slow as you need.” He said as he pressed you closer to him. You nodded slowly and kept your eye gaze upwards. If you looked down you felt like you might die of embarrassment.
“Ummm.. Dean. Do you think you can put your boxers back on… Please? I would like to be able to look at you and not that water stain on the ceiling.” You squeaked when you felt Dean shifting slightly in order to get some friction. He groaned half in agony and half in compliance. Waiting for you was worth it, but damn he needed to jerk off again. He wasn’t sure if anyone had died from having an erection for too long, but he wasn’t about to find out.
“OK, baby girl. Why don’t you go to your room and get ready? I’ll take you out for lunch…. Just give me twenty minutes of alone time and I’ll be good to go.” He said with a wince. You had bounced forward on your tiptoes and your breast had brushed his chest.
You blushed again when the thought of staying and watching crossed your mind. Though, you quickly dismissed it- the thought making you queasy. You didn’t begin to know how you were going to actually sleep with Dean. Now that you had sort of worked through your feelings, you were still left feeling insecure and bashful. He had been with a lot of women and you had only kissed two men. Your experience was obviously lacking, but it was your confidence you were most concerned with. How could you expect him to want to sleep with a quivering pile of nerves?
Slipping next door, you made your way to the shower in order to get ready for the day. You stopped dead in your tracks when the ringing groans from the too thin walls caught your ears. Dean’s moans of your name cut straight through to you.
“FUCK!” You groaned as you quickly turned on the water in hopes that it would drown out the dirty thoughts. Stripping off your clothes, you allowed the scalding water to take you away from your thoughts of Dean. At least your lewd ones.
A smile played on your lips as your replayed the last few days. The relief you felt was immense and overwhelmingly beautiful. You could finally admit it to yourself and the world.
You had feelings for Dean Winchester.
Once you were out of the shower, you grabbed your rummaged through your bag. Bringing out the trusty flannel and leggings combo, you quickly got dressed before running a brush through your hair. You onced yourself over in the mirror before shrugging. Dean had seen you hungover and half-dead before so this was actually an improvement. You laughed to yourself when a knock came from the adjoining door to the rooms.
“You can come in, Dean.” You called as you pushed your hair out of your face. He walked in with a beaming smile on his face. He gave you a loving look and you shifted from side to side to calm your nerves. The man was going to make you a nervous wreck if he kept looking at you like that.
The look like no one else existed but you. You reached and scratched your head. That nervous tick left over from childhood. Dean closed the space between you and gently grabbed your hand. Placing a kiss on the top of your hand before making your heart squeeze in your chest once again.
“So… Where does my girl want to go for lunch?”
You smiled brilliantly at his words. They came as no shock this time, but as a welcomed term of endearment.
That was right… You were his girl.
AN: :D Hope you enjoyed the update. Sorry this update took a little longer than excepted. Life happened. Please be aware that the smut finally begins next chapter and that the several following chapters are pretty much just smut as reader well…. gets to enjoy Dean. ;)
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