pairing ➵ tom riddle x reader
genre ➵ angst
note ➵ I’m sorry this took me forever, I hope the wait was worth it 💓
“I honestly don’t know what to think about you and lestrange, (y/n).” he said with that annoyed look on his face that you loved so much.
“tommy, just because I’m in a relationship doesn’t mean I’ll forget you, you’ll always be my number one.” you said bringing your nose to his and butterfly kissing him, he’d never ever admit he liked it, but he did.
“fine. just be careful, alright. I don’t want him to hurt you (y/n).“ he said with a serious look in his eyes.
“I’ll be fine, tom. don’t worry about me.” you said with a smile and then pressed a kiss to his cheek.
as time progressed, truth be told, tom really wasn’t happy with you and lestrange’s relationship, but he tried to keep himself calm and collected for his sake and yours.
you are the first and only person he has ever loved and he doesn’t want to ruin it.
even then, you’d have to admit you had begun to start spending less time with tom and more time with lestrange, but, it was bound to happen, right?
tom, himself tried to ignore this as he’d tried to pacify himself by reminding him of your words “you’ll always be my number one” but he couldn’t help it.
slowly but surely he began to hate lestrange and the very thought of you flirting with him or even
being in his presence.
everyone was sat at a meeting of the knights of walpurgis and you and lestrange were sat opposite each other and he couldn’t take his eyes off you and you couldn’t take your eyes off him.
tom saw this, he heard both of your thoughts loud and clear, causing his skin to crawl and his veins to bulge but he tried, he did, ever so hard to keep himself calm.
“s-so- I-” tom stumbled as he tried to talk but your and lestrange’s thoughts was driving him insane.
“(y/n), get out of this room, now!” he yelled his anger making him
his loud voice had caused you to jump but you gathered yourself back together and left the room as he followed suit.
“t-tom, are you alright?” you stuttered out as there was a look in his eyes that you’d never seen before.
“no, what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” he asked his use of profanity causing you to jump.
“w-what, tom?” you stuttered,
“I have you at the meetings because you’re a fucking knight not so you and lestrange can eye fuck each other!” he fumed with his eyes filled with anger.
“tom.” you let out in a sob as he turned away from you.
“I don’t want you back at the meetings again.” he spat before leaving you.
after that, tom had began to treat you strangely, a way he had never done before.
he wouldn’t smile at you or actively look at you, he was just done with you.
every chance you got to speak to him he’d just dismiss you.
this was something that you truly were never ever used to. tom never made time for anyone and if he did it better had been quick and worth his while but with you he’d listen to you and your most insignificant thought, so the sudden cold shoulder he was giving you was very out of your understanding.
he’d even go as far as ignoring you in front of others while the other knights of walpurgis would look at each other in confusion.
one day, you’d had enough.
he happened to be in slughorn’s room early, which you spotted through the slightly open door, and decided to act quickly.
you crept in quietly, whispering “colloportus.”
“how are you, tom?” you asked quietly.
“what are you doing here?” he asked with a scowl.
“I just want to talk to you tommy.” you let out in a mumble.
“don’t call me that.”
“well can you just listen!? I don’t know what’s happened between me and you but I hate it.” you said.
“you’d really like to know (y/n)? it’s the fact that you used to be mine and all of a sudden lestrange took over and I didn’t even mean something anymore.” he let out in a grumble.
“I used to be yours? I’ll have you know I don’t belong to anyone, I am
my own being and you or lestrange don’t own me.” you let out in a huff and walked out of the room.
Here’s another unbelievably late giveaway gift, this time for @redcole, who requested awkward nose bumps during a first kiss! I know this took me forever to complete, and I’m terribly sorry, but i hope you like it anyway!
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Cute Gency doodle for stress relief. School’s been a bit tough on me and I’ve been doing commissions to try and keep my parents from having to pay for my bus passes and phone bill, so I basically have no time for myself at all now. I took ten minutes to myself to doodle this to try and relieve some stress and it’s helped thankfully.
Enjoy some random fluff and hand holding, and an ~almost~ smooch.
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Hii! I know it’s been forever since I wrote something and I’m very sorry. There’s been so much on my mind lately and so many things that made me feel overwhelmed and I just needed to sort it out. This is kind of very loosely based on ‘Love me or leave me’ by Little Mix because someone requested it. I hope you like it. I plan on writing a second part.xxx
“Well, maybe I don’t fucking care anymore!”
It seemed like his booming voice made the whole house vibrate. It seemed like it cut right through Y/N. His words felt like he took a knife and rammed it into her heart and to top it all off he twisted it slowly so the pain had time to spread.
These last weeks felt like nothing but pain for her. He was never home and even when he was he somehow wasn’t. She let him in and he pushed her away. He pushed her so far away she couldn’t feel him anymore.
“Why are you still here then!?”
She had had enough. If he didn’t care anymore he could walk out the door and never come back.
Harry scoffed, turned around and walked up the stairs. When he slammed the bedroom door shut Y/N could feel the last bit of connection between them slipping away completely.
It’s never been this harsh. They slammed doors and yelled hurtful things before but it’s never been like this. Somehow this felt final.
She didn’t know how it happened, how everything between them began to crumble. But it did.
She didn’t feel his loving touch in at least three months. She didn’t hear his loving words in at least three months.
They fought almost every day and when they didn’t fight they didn’t talk to each other at all. Mornings were spent alone and cold, both waking up at their own times without a good morning kiss or a cuddle or anything at all. Nights were even worse. They went to sleep in the same bed but facing away from each other. They never solved their problems before bed. They broke their rule every single night and went to bed angry.
And even though right now Y/N might think it would be better if their paths would part she also knew she wouldn’t recover from it. Harry was the love of her life. She knew she could never be happy without him.
And so she broke down. Ugly sobs and fat tears. The whole weight of the last few months finally got too much and she couldn’t take it anymore. She was sure she’s never cried this much in her entire life. She was sure she never felt so hurt but numb at the same time before.
She didn’t know what the hell went wrong. What she did to push him away. What she did that made him stop loving her. He doesn’t love you anymore.
Those were the words that constantly replayed in her head, after every fight. He hates me.
She couldn’t find another explanation. That was the only reason she could think of as to why he wasn’t interested in fixing things between them.
When she met him she was sure he was the most wonderful person she’s ever met. He looked at her as if she was the most important thing on earth. He cooked the most delicious dinner for her. He held doors for her. He made her laugh and feel appreciated.
When she really got to know him she was knocked off her feet. He was the most gentle and loving man she could have ever imagined. He was there for her. He was the place she ran to when the world overwhelmed her. He was her happy place. Her home.
When things got a bit rough they stuck together. They were a team. They faced everything together and fought through it.
Y/N was the happiest girl ever. She thought she found her forever. Her happily ever after.
Until the perfect relationship began to change into great, then good, then normal and then…
Into whatever they had now.
She couldn’t take it anymore. And the worst thing was that there was no way out of this hell. They can’t go back to where they’ve once been. And parting ways? No fucking way could she survive without him.
It was three hours and twenty tissues later when Harry finally exited the bedroom and came down the stairs. Y/N was standing in front of the big living room window which had a view over what seemed like half of London. Her back was turned to Harry, her hair messy and her frame slightly shaking.
She knew that whatever would come now would change everything. She knew that they reached a point were something had to happen. Anything.
Harry took a deep breath and took the last few step towards her. Y/N closed her eyes when she felt his warmth. She hadn’t felt it in so long.
When he reached his hand out thread his fingers through hers she flinched. Harry could feel his heart breaking at her reaction to his touch. He closed the gap between them and pressed his chest flush against her back. That’s when Y/N started to cry again. Her whole body shook with the force of her tears and the whimpers and sobs seemed to get louder with every passing second.
“Shhh.” Harry tried to calm her and finally wrapped his arms around her from behind.
He nuzzled his face into her neck where she always smelled so good and that’s when he realized how long he hasn’t done that.
Y/N moved her arms so she could intertwine both her hands with his. She didn’t remember the last time she held his hand. She used to love his hands so much, always playing with his fingers and kissing his knuckles.
Harry kept pressing tiny kisses to her shoulder and squeezed her tighter to him every time a whimper left her lips.
They stood like that for at least ten minutes before Y/N turned around in his arms and hugged him again. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders, his hands stroking softly over her back while her hands were fisting his shirt. She couldn’t get close enough. She needed him closer. Her hands wandered down underneath his shirt to touch his skin. Harry shuddered when her cold hands touched his skin but he knew she needed this. She hasn’t felt his skin in forever. It almost felt foreign.
When they finally pulled away from each other both of them were scared to let go. This couldn’t be it. They needed each other.
“We have to talk, Harry.” she whispered and pressed her forehead against his.
“I know, my love.” My love.
Was she still his love?
She thought he hated her.
They sat down at the kitchen table across from each other. Both of them couldn’t be fast enough to reach out for each other again and when their hands bumped against each other they both laughed softly. For the first time in months.
None of them wanted to be the first to say anything. Until Harry finally couldn’t take the silence anymore.
“I didn’t mean anything that I said earlier. Or… in the last few weeks. God, what is happening with us?”
“I don’t know, Harry. But it can’t keep going like this. I can’t take it anymore.”
“Me neither, love. I know I didn’t show how much it was affecting me but I want you to know that I feel just as broken as you do.” Broken.
Is that what they’ve become?
“I… I thought you hated me. During all these times you pulled away or turned your back towards me, I thought you hated me.”
Harry’s free hand reached out to hers so he could clasp her hand in both of his.
“I never ever hated you. Not for a second. And I never will.”
Y/N felt like a huge weight was lifted from her shoulders and she felt like she could breath again.
“I love you so much, darling.” Harry whimpered.
Her head snapped up so she could look at him and when she saw tears running down his cheek she reached over the table to wipe them away.
“I love you too, Harry. So much.”
Harry removed her hand from his face and pressed gentle kiss to ever knuckle.
“What are we going to do, love? I want to fix this. I want to go back to being the happiest couple ever. I want to go back to being happy with each other.”
“Me too, Harry. God, I’d do everything to get back to what we once had.”
They stared into each other’s eyes until Y/N cleared her throat and diverted her eyes to the table.
“I-I think we need a break.”
Harry’s whole world stopped in that moment. His mouth fell open and his brows furrowed. He pulled his hands from hers and a breathless ‘no’ left his lips.
“No.” He repeated after a moment.
“Harry, listen. I-”
“No!” he shouted.
Y/N flinched and her ears began to ring like every time he raised his voice at her. Her eyes closed and tears began to dribble down her cheeks.
“Do you think I’m stupid? I know exactly what’s going to happen when we do that. You’re going to realize just how unhappy I make you and that you are so sick and tired of me and you’ll never come back. Or you’ll find someone else who makes you laugh more than I ever did. God, I’m going to be gone for two weeks for promo. Is that not enough distance and space for you?!“
“Harry, I need time okay? I need time to take care of myself. I need time for sorting things out. I need time so that this all can work again and if you’re honest, you need it too.”
He laughed humorlessly and crossed his arms over his chest.
“You will have that time when I’m gone.”
“I-I don’t think two weeks are going to be enough.”
His eyes caught hers and she swore she’s never seen him look at her like that. So sad but angry at the same time.
“Two weeks are nothing, Harry.”
“There’s been times when you couldn’t go a single day without me. There’s been times where two weeks without each other seemed like the end of the world.”
She closed her eyes and tried to control the tears which constantly blurred her sight.
“I don’t think we can sort anything out in two weeks.”
“I don’t think we can sort anything out when we’re away from each other.”
He closed his eyes briefly and sighed.
“No fucking way!”
This time it was Y/N’s turn to sigh.
“One month. And not a single day longer.”
She caught his eyes for a moment before she nodded.
They sat in silence for several minutes, both didn’t know what to say.
“I-I thought I’d stay in a hotel for the two weeks before you’re gone and then I’ll come back.”
“No. Please, I-… I want to know you’re safe. You’ll stay here and I’ll stay with Gemma.”
“If that’s okay with you.”
“No, it’s actually not.”
She looked at him with the saddest eyes he ever saw and he shook his head and and sighed.
“I’m gonna go pack some stuff and then you won’t have to deal with me anymore.”
“Harry, I did not suggest a break because I want to get away from you as quickly as possible. I want to fix this. And I feel like some distance is the only way to sort things out. Or at least make the first step.”
He didn’t say anything but just left the kitchen and went upstairs to pack a few things. For some reason Y/N couldn’t help but feel guilty. Of course she knew he wouldn’t be happy with taking a break, she wasn’t either. But she hoped he could at least understand where she came from.
When he came down the stairs half an hour later with two big duffle bags Y/N almost felt like crying again. She watched him, how he placed them beside the front door, wiped his tears away, took a deep breath and turned around to make his way to the kitchen so he could say goodbye but she was already standing in the foyer. They stared at each other for a few moments before Harry cleared his throat and removed a greasy strand of hair from his face.
“I’ll go now, I guess.”
“Yeah.” Y/N nodded and sniffled.
He looked at her for another few seconds before he let out a frustrated sigh.
“Can I at least get a hug?”
He saw the surprise on her face but she nodded anyway and took the last few steps towards him. She slung her arms tightly around his neck and pressed her body tightly to his and Harry wrapped his arms around her waist and squeezed her to his chest. He pressed kisses to her shoulder and neck and stroked over her back in gentle patterns.
When they pulled away a bit Y/N reached up to cup his cheeks and stroke over his skin.
“I love you. Nothing changed about that and nothing is going to change. I don’t want you to worry about me breaking up with you. I couldn’t imagine life without you.”
Harry pressed his forehead to hers and pulled her body even closer.
“Will you say goodbye when I’ll leave for New York? Don’t think I could leave without seeing you before.”
“I’ll think about it, okay?”
Harry sighed but nodded.
“C-Can I kiss you?” he asked her in a whisper.
She leaned in and connected her lips to his as an answer, his bottom lip slipping between hers. She kissed him four times before she pulled away a bit to look up at him again.
“I love you. You know that, right?”
She nodded and smiled softly at him.
“I love you, too.”
Harry gazed into her eyes for another few seconds before he pressed a few gentle kisses against her lips again. He pulled away from her then and took his duffle bags.
“I’ll let you know when I’ll leave for New York. You can call me or come over anytime you need, okay?”
“Okay. You can come over or call as well. Even if it’s the middle of the night.”
He nodded and opened the door.
“Take care, yeah?”
“You too, love.”
“I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
And just like that he left.
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.
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