Requested: can u make
jaehyun morning after, thank you ily and your writings
A/N: Bless, ily too
Word Count: 636
You woke up lazily,
propping yourself up with your elbow and squinting through your hazy eyes. You
slid out from the sheets and let out a quiet groan, your body felt like lead.
You quietly trudged to the bathroom and turned on the lights. Your eyes
adjusted slowly and you looked at yourself in the mirror, turning to view your
other angles. Jaehyun had been rather gentle actually; you only had a few angry
red scratches and a couple light bruises. Your eyes traveled up to grimace at
your disheveled hair. You peered out the door to see Jaehyun’s back, the sheets
draped over his hip. You decided against a shower since you didn’t want to wake
You had a makeup bag
that was always kept at his place, for days like these. You knelt and
pulled it out of the cabinet below his sink before quickly unzipping it.
Toothbrush? Check…’ in your mind you speedily took attendance of all your
After about 30 minutes
in the bathroom you came back into the bedroom feeling refreshed and decently
clean. You pranced to Jaehyun’s closet and rummaged for your clothes you kept
at his place. After changing you opened the blinds, light cascading into the
dark room. Smiling, you found your phone and knelt by the side of the bed. You
tried to focus the camera on his beautiful face, the rays of light making him seem even more angelic. His skin, smooth and clear, not a blemish in sight, his
eyebrows, thick and dark, but still soft. You scanned his peaceful face, he was
so handsome, you sighed a little to yourself and clicked the button, the sound
of the camera shutter going off in the room. Your eyes roamed his messy hair then
trailed down to his chest, softly moving with every breath, his muscular arms.
Carefully you climbed onto the bed and gave him a kiss on the cheek, leaning
back to shake his firm shoulder.
“Wake up~” you cooed.
He let out a low noise
before burying his face into his pillow and stretching his arms out to hug it.
You got closer to him and viciously attacked his sides. With wide eyes he
abruptly sat up, pushing your hands off. His eyes softened and he
knit his eyebrows together to form a playful scowl. You quickly glanced at the
entirety of his exposed chest, a sly smile forming on your lips.
“How come you’re
already dressed?” he asked, falling back down limply, pulling you from your
“I wanted to see you”
“You see me now” you
said lying down, pinching his cheek.
His smile broadened, “I
meant see what I did to you last night.”
Your cheeks got hot as
you lifted you shirt a little, showing him a mark. His warm hand reached across
and caressed your hip gently, running his thumb over the mark.
“You’re so beautiful-
I can never get over it” he said, pulling your shirt back down and smiling at
you, his dimples showing.
“I’m going to shower”
he added, turning the other way and yawning.
“I’m hungry” you
whined, getting up again.
You decided to leave
him to go and start breakfast on your own in the kitchen. He came out about 20
minutes later. You could tell he had showered as his hair was still damp. He
wore just a pair of gray sweat pants and slippers. You were just pouring
glasses of orange juice to serve with the pancakes you had made. He slipped his
arms around you from behind and rested his chin on your shoulder.
“You do so much for
me~” he cooed, lacing his fingers together.
“Because I love you.”
“I love you too” he said before moving to capture your lips in a sweet, passionate kiss.
I hope you liked it, I wanted it to be sweet and realistic, but also not the same as every other “Morning After” scenario.
Btw I have like 5 Jaehyun smut requests in my inbox-
Maybe you guys think it is low-key gross I didn’t have you shower kek
Rating: NSFW 18+ Paring: Stiles Stilinski/Reader Words: 1389 A/N: Please beware, if you have no knowledge of Star Wars this might confuse the shit out of you. But I’m a nerd and I can’t help myself okay?
You leaned against the wall, tugging at the short skirt you were wearing, and feeling decidedly uncomfortable. It was your own fault, you’d let Lydia dress you up for this party, but you knew you looked damn good. Lydia had impeccable taste. You were more of a jeans and t-shirt kind of girl normally. You’d had to fight Lydia to let you wear your Star Wars underwear underneath it. Shifting around again, you scuffed your heeled foot on the floor and took another sip from the red solo cup in your hand.
“Wow.” You head jerked up to see Stiles standing there looking at you appreciatively.
“Shut up, Stiles.” You grinned.
“You look beautiful.” He said. “I mean, you always do, but, you know what I mean. Shut up, Stiles.” He leaned up against the wall next to you.