Me: Have you ever read a fic so beautiful you started crying?
@bleusarcelle and @queerklancing you guys are amazing writers and this fic was amazing AND YOU SHOULD COLLAB MORE IT WAS SO FLUFFY AND I’M DEFINITLY NOT EMOTIONAL CAUSE I JUST FINISHED READING IT NOPEEE I’m definitly not crying nopeeeeee I didnt die 100 times while I read it nopeeeee I didn’t read it as slowly as I could so the fic would last forever nopeeeeee!!!!!
Thank you guys for bringing this blessing to the world :’)
So this happened earlier today and was too perfect to not share with you guys. I work in construction as the foreman for a new house build. The location is kinda strange, the house is 250 feet up a hill via a foot path only. All of our materials have to come up this foot path by hand, it’s a pain in the ass to manually carry, quite literally, an ENTIRE HOUSE up this hill. One of our saving graces is having the two parking spots on the street at the bottom of this hill marked with official No Parking signs. Unfortunately there is an elementary school about half a block away and the parents of children seem to regularly (at least twice a day) think it’s ok to park in our spots. Now I consider myself a reasonable person, so if someone is parked in the spots and we don’t have a delivery or a need to park a truck I will let it go. If we need the spots and there’s someone parked there, however, I will ask them to move nicely and most of the time they do so immediately. Until today.
Arriving at their first hotel on the tour was memorable enough. Beca had followed Amy up into the mini bus, sitting beside the Australian in the centre of the three-seater row, and it had come as no surprise to her when Chloe had sat the other side of her. It was weirdly this unspoken thing the two women had going on whenever they were together. It was as though they were subconsciously drawn to each other. As if one couldn’t go anywhere without the other.
The short journey over had involved Flo teaching the Bellas handy phrases to say in Spanish. Beca had to admit, even though she hated it when the Bellas got all shrill (particularly when she was tired), she loved how excited Chloe would get whenever she was united with their Bellas. To the point that Beca simply smiled peacefully while she watched the redhead furrow her brow and try to repeat the phrases Flo had been teaching them.
A smile that quickly dropped when she watched Chloe lean towards the front of the mini bus and say loudly, “Hey boys, what do you make of our Spanish?”
Beca knew exactly who her best friend had been directing that comment at. And sure enough, Chicago turned in his passenger seat at the front to glance over his shoulder at no Bella in particular, clearly unsure of who had asked the question, and simply answered positively “Bellissimo Bellas!”
“That’s fucking Italian..” Beca mumbled under her breath, folding her arms while she watched a stupid giddy grin wash over Chloe’s face, the redhead too thrilled that the marine had responded so positively to notice the mistake.
When they arrived at the hotel Beca felt yet another pang of jealousy as she watched Chicago slide the door open and offer his hand to the Bellas as they scrambled out of the vehicle. Chloe was the only one to take it, grinning at the marine who gave her a wink, then turned to Beca to offer his hand to her next. The brunette declined, not even able to look at him, and as if by a natural instinct the woman began to head towards Chloe. To her disappointment though the redhead was too preoccupied with watching Chicago, her smile broadening as she watched Flo scuttle over to her with an equally broad smile.
“He so hansom!” Flo said quietly to Chloe and Beca rolled her eyes as the two of them let out little giggles then began walking away towards the hotel. Beca followed, surprised to find that Amy wasn’t walking alongside her but rather Aubrey was instead.
While Beca and Aubrey had been somewhat mortal enemies when they’d first met, over the years the blonde had slowly grown on her. Maybe it was because they had both matured in some way. Or maybe it was because of all the stories Chloe had told her of how good Aubrey had been to her during their years in college. Or maybe it was because Beca had no choice but to always overheard Chloe’s FaceTime conversations to Aubrey, because she would be laying on the bed in Brooklyn beside Chloe anyway..
They weren’t so close that they’d told each other their life stories, but they shared a common commitment which was being Chloe’s closest two friends. If ever Beca had a problem getting through to Chloe, she would call Aubrey for advice, the blonde having known Chloe for longer, though Beca now overtook her in terms of knowing Chloe the best.
“Chicago. Yay or nay?” Aubrey asked Beca quietly, looking at Chloe who was up ahead of them. Beca had already been looking miserably at the redhead and muttered, “Nay.”
For however much the Bellas said that Chloe and Beca were able to communicate without talking, none of them had picked up on the fact that any time Aubrey and Beca spoke between the two of them it was always about Chloe. Just like it was now. Aubrey wondered if Beca was happy about Chicago and whether she thought he was right for their best friend. Beca’s resounding ‘nay’ was enough of an answer for Aubrey to know that Beca didn’t think he was.
“Oh!” Aubrey squeaked quietly, diverting away from Beca, and the brunette rolled her eyes when she saw the woman wandering over to a dog that was sat with its owners in the hotel courtyard. But Beca found her feet following Aubrey, and the brunette couldn’t help but smile as she approached the little animal.
If Beca had been told seven years ago that one day she would consciously opt to approach a strangers dog and pet it, she would’ve told them to fuck off. But that was the thing about living with and being best friends with Chloe Beale. Beca’s opinion of animals had seemed to change over time. Particularly when Chloe returned home from the vets practice she interned at every day with the oddest pet stories. Nowadays Beca thought of animals as ‘cool’ rather than ridiculous. And she quite liked that..
Beca heard a squeal of delight to her right, and grinned as she sat on the fold-out bed and continued scrolling through Instagram.
“Oh my GOD, Beca!! That puppy is the cuuuuutest!!!!!”
The brunette turned to look at her best friend, grinning broadly at Chloe while the woman stuck her bottom lip out and showed her the very video Beca had just tagged her in. Chloe was obsessed with puppies. To the point that Beca had even said if they ended up living together one day in an apartment that would let them have pets they could TOTALLY get a puppy. To which another squeal of delight had come from Chloe’s mouth and the redhead had looped their arms together, squeezing them tight and asking if they could move right now. Beca had laughed and said no. Amy had said, from where she was sat on her bed, that the three of them could probably have a puppy right now, and that she knew a guy who had a bunch that he was selling.. Chloe had started to consider it. And again Beca had to firmly say no.
That had been the first time Beca had thought about her future specifically with Chloe in it. And their puppy. Ever since then Beca had kinda become addicted to tagging Chloe in puppy/dog photos or videos on Instagram or Facebook just to see her reaction. She loved the sound of Chloe’s excitable squeal. How the redhead seemed to melt the second she clasped eyes on them. Beca loved the way Chloe’s smile shone out at the screen then over at her, as though it were a silent ‘Thank You’ for exposing her to a new set of photos or videos.
“Look at hiiiiim and his tiny diddy paws!” Chloe said in the tone she saved exclusively for cooing over animals and babies. It had once made Beca cringe. Now it was a tone she craved. That made her secretly fall harder for her best friend.
The Bellas all stood out in the courtyard of the hotel, gathered around the door that would lead into the lobby. Chicago excused himself while he made his way between the group of women, saying something about sorting their rooms out for them. No sooner had he appeared he was gone, wandering up to the reception desk. Beca watched on as Chloe stared at him through the window of the door, that goofy grin still on her face, and the knot of jealousy in Beca’s stomach tightened once again. She was so sick of feeling like this.
Jessica & Ashley were busy pouring over a ‘Guide to Spain’ book, Aubrey mentioned that she was going to see if there were any brochures about local sites to visit. Emily and Lily followed the blonde. And Beca took this opportunity to try to detract Chloe from Chicago, knowing the perfect hook to grab her attention.
“Hey, Chlo.” Beca said, nudging the redhead’s elbow. Chloe turned to look at her, a dazed expression on her face as though she’d completely zoned out while watching the marine. “There’s a cute dog over there if you wanna go see it?”
To Beca’s delight she saw her best friend’s face light up, her bright blue eyes shining at her as a smile peeled over her face, and Beca felt somewhat proud that she’d been the one to put it there.
“Where??” Chloe asked excitably, immediately grabbing Beca’s arm. And the brunette simply turned to look over her shoulder at the dog she had petted moments ago with Aubrey still remained sat with its owners in the courtyard. Chloe didn’t wait for Beca to suggest that they go over and say hello to it, nor did she ask Beca if she even wanted to go over there. Instead she dragged Beca across the courtyard, making a beeline for the poor unsuspecting dog. Beca let out a small chuckle of delight at how excited Chloe was over this small ball of fluff.
True to form, Chloe began cooing at the dog, crouching down to pet it.
“Oh Beca he’s so soooooft!” Chloe said in the tone she saved when around dogs or young children, “Aren’t you a softie!!” Chloe said affectionately to the dog as she scratched it behind the ears. Beca looked on with smile, raising her eyebrows at the dogs owners, almost apologising for her best friend’s behaviour. A smile that waivered when she heard a chuckle followed by a “Yeah, Beca’s one short softie that’s for sure” and the brunette realised that Fat Amy, CR, and Flo had joined them, all smiling knowingly at Beca.
It was no secret amongst the Bellas that Beca & Chloe acted even more like a married couple now than they had done back in college. And that was saying something! As a result the Bellas took every opportunity possible to subtly tease them about it. Beca more than Chloe because Beca rose to the bait far more than Chloe, who usually just rolled her eyes with a light giggle.
“I wonder if our rooms are ready yet?” Beca asked, trying to change the conversation quickly and divert any potential teasing.
To her surprise, Chloe shot up, clearing her throat, “Um, why don’t I go and find out?”
But it was more of a rhetorical question, and Beca had no choice but to watch Chloe skip away from them and the dog and over to the doors that would lead her into the hotel lobby. That would lead her to Chicago. Beca swallowed loudly as she watched her best friend – her crush – pause, take a deep breath probably to compose herself, then walk into the lobby, the door closing behind her.
Beca found herself caught in some sort of daze as she slowly lumbered over to the door but instead of going inside she waited near Jessica and Ashley, as though she were standing with them. But she was paying absolutely no attention to what they were saying because at that very moment she watched as Chloe sauntered up to the marine, mumbling something while trying to find a comfortable position to lean against the reception desk.
Beca felt that jealous knot in her stomach tighten so much she felt sick. Because there was this look on Chloe’s face that she was sure she’d never seen before. And it was due to this realisation that it suddenly hit her. Chloe really had fallen for this guy. And it broke Beca’s heart.
Aubrey, meanwhile, turned from the conversation she’d been having with Emily to see that Chloe was staring at Chicago in a way she hadn’t seen the redhead stare at anyone in years. Not since..well not since Beca’s freshman year, when the woman had been absolutely besotted with the grumpy alt-girl that Aubrey had to admit was now one of their closest friends. She furrowed her brow thoughtfully as Chloe suddenly began babbling at a hundred miles an hour about animals and Aubrey sensed an air of amusement coming from the marine who politely listened.
The blonde glanced out the door for a moment and her heart lurched as she saw Beca, looking into the lobby from outside, with an expression on her face as though she were about to burst into tears. Beca had never said it out loud, but Aubrey had seen it. Hell, all the Bellas had seen it but Chloe herself. Beca had a huge crush on Chloe. And it had been until just now that Aubrey’d assumed that Chloe had a huge crush on Beca too.
Aubrey looked down at the brochure in her hands to see if there might be some place they could go where the two might be able to talk, but suddenly Chloe’s voice piped up.
“Hey, girls! We have separate rooms! We don’t have to sleep on top of each other any more!”
I must apologize in advance if this turns out horrifying. There was way more, but these are the ones that I liked because I managed to blend him in, despite being too crisp. @paapakawalk @masterwayfinders @peri-plum160 @distractibledingo
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.
Dean pulled Cas closer into his arms, wiping the trail of blood away from his lips with tender, shaking fingers… he shook his head, shook his head, shook his head…
He had nothing to scream with anymore. Suddenly, even though the thunder still rolled, the dragon still roared, the lightning still lanced and struck all around them – suddenly there was only the two of them, in a total, deep, dark quiet.
Reaper76 spiderman-esque AU where Gabriel and Jack have known each other since forever and during their college days Gabriel gets this super cool powers but he doesn’t fucking know what to do with them, so he trusts Jack with this because Jack’d know what to do since he’s the nerd with all those superheroes comics and shit.
Gabriel: *gives Jack a sketch that seems drawn by a child of his costume* So what do you think?
Jack: …Gabe, no.
Gabriel: Why not? What’s wrong with it?
Jack: What’s wrong with it? Gabe, this looks like a supervillain custome! You’ll confuse people! Criminals won’t know if you’re an ally or what.
Gabriel: So? That will give me an advantage over the enemy.
Jack: No. Draw it again. And i don’t know why you need all those guns.
Inspired by a comment that @ghostocelot made on one of my asks.
The first time you called him “Glaio,” he didn’t really think too much on it. You missed a sound – it happens. Sometimes people speak too fast and they leave out sounds. It happens. The others didn’t say anything, either – well, Ignis had given you a strange look, but remained silent beyond that.
The second time you called him “Glaio,” he gave you a questioning look. You were unfazed by it, continuing the rest of your sentence without falter. He let it slide, but kept it in the back of his mind so he could ask you about it later.
The third time you called him “Glaio,” he did ask you about it. You dodged the question and steamrolled over his attempts to circle back around to the subject. After several more fruitless tries, he gave up with a sigh.
The fourth time you called him “Glaio,” he’d had enough.
“Why do you keep calling me that?” he asked you, his hand around your bicep and his eyes boring into yours, preventing you from escaping the subject.
Still, you tried. “Calling you what?” you replied, tilting your head to the side and fixing him with an innocent look.
“Glaio,” he said, exasperated, “You’ve been calling me that all day. It’s starting to bug me.”
“Ohhh.” You hummed, smiling at him. “You haven’t given me the D yet, so it only seemed fair.”
“I haven’t–oh.” Realization dawned on him in that moment. He stared down at you, watching your expression go from innocent to mischievous and a smirk pull at your lips. He laughed, wrapping his other arm around your waist and pulling you close. He leaned down, his lips ghosting over yours. “Well… I can fix that.”
You grinned at him. “I was hoping you’d say that, Glaio.”