- Idol: Park Jinyoung (Got7)
- Genre: Angst
- Preview: Jinyoung comes to your apartment really late and unannounced and you get worried.
Night had become your favorite part of the day. Not necessarily for the sleeping, although that was a huge part of it. It was night that allowed you to digest your day and make plans for the next. You, being an extremely reflective person, needed that time once everything had calmed down to sort yourself out. During the day you were working and it would be simply implausible to even think of enjoying a relaxing silence to placate your mental health.You lie cuddled in your warm duvet, comfortable enough to sleep, but wide awake. You’d already analyzed your day and now your mind sat idle trailing its way,very slowly, to rest.
“Y/N!” The noise frightened you but you quickly recognized the voice and you’d also remembered recently giving your boyfriend a key to your apartment, though he never came over without calling first. Another yell came but this time it was closer and the slightest bit slurred, not from drunkenness you surmised. It was probably from sleep deprivation.
“In here!” You answer back climbing from under the covers. Jinyoung came into your room grumbling. “In here could be anywhere, you should be more specific.”
“You found me didn’t you?” you answered sarcastically.
The two of you were facing each other now. He frowned at your bare legs that were on full display thanks to length, or lack of length, of your night shirt. You had on a plain t-shirt that was kind of big, not exactly over-sized but the fabric reached to your upper mid thigh.
“Where are your pants? It’s freezing in here.”
He walked over to the dresser behind you opening the drawer that had a few of this things.
You parked your hand on your hip. “I happen to be perfectly fine with the temperature and the last time I checked I pay rent here so I am free to wear whatever I want.” You weren’t mad, just annoyed.
In all truth you were worried Jinyoung wasn’t always in the cheeriest of moods, but he’d never been so grouchy, not with you at least. He sighed. “I’m sorry I’m being snappy. I’m just tired.”
He walked back over and wrapped his arms around you. You leaned up and kissed the bottom of his chin. That sweet interaction was enough to calm to the both of of you. He pulled away and went back to his drawer.
“Why are you here?” You asked from your new spot on the edge of your bed.
He scoffed.“Am I no longer welcomed here?”
You rolled your eyes. “Jinyoung, you know I didn’t mean it like that.”
He closed the drawer, clearly he’d found what he’d been looking for: shorts
“You never come here during promotions.”
“ I do sometimes.” he sat next to you on the bed.
You shook your head. “No you don’t, never at night. You always sleep at the dorms.”
“I can sleep here, can’t I?” His eyes searched your face when you didn’t respond. A worry crease appeared on his forehead. “You really don’t want me here?”
“No Jinyoung.” He grabbed your hand looking more worried.You frowned at your inability to correctly articulate your thoughts “I do. I want you here,” you sighed. “Are you okay?”
Jinyoung was a creature of habit and it wasn’t like him to change up routine, not that he couldn’t be spontaneous, he just usually wasn’t. You didn’t mind that actually you adored his If it ain’t, broke don’t fix it vibe.
“There’s something you’re not telling me. Did you fight with your manager?”
“Did you fight with a different staff member?”
“One of the boys?”
He shook his head.
“It was JYP, wasn’t it? You yelled at JYP and now you’re getting kicked out of Got7. What the heck happened you are usually so in control of your temper with your superiors. Oh gosh and if you’re out of Got7 what’s in that mean for JJ Pro-”
“Y/N!” His voice was loud enough to quiet your thoughts. “You’re being ridiculous.” He was right, clearly you more tired than you’d thought.
“Well what do you expect? It’s almost 2 AM and you waltz in here all unannounced,which is something you never do.”
He kissed your cheek. “I’m gonna go take a shower.”
“Jinyoung wait I-” you started but before you could say anything else the bathroom door was clicking shut.You were still worried about your boyfriend but also a little more than ticked that he’d shut the door in the middle of your sentence.
You climbed back into your bed and this time you were half asleep when Jinyoung began calling your name.
“Y/N! Can you come here?” You groaned but got up.
“What do you want Jin?” He was standing in front of the mirror in the shorts he’d gotten earlier.
“Will you help me take my makeup off?”
“Why didn’t you wipe it off in the shower?”
“I guess I just wasn’t thinking.” Jinyoung not thinking? Yeah something was definitely wrong but you didn’t press the issue. He handed you the makeup removing wipes.
“You’re gonna have to sit down on the counter. I can’t reach your face.”
He flashed you a half grin, no doubt thinking of one of his many jokes about your height but it faded quickly and he sat on the counter as you’d instructed.He placed his hand on either side of your waist to pull you between his legs and then returned them to his lap. You began your work silently, sliding the wipe gently across his face.
“So are you gonna tell me why you’re here?”
“Y/N.” he sighed. You halted your movements with the wipe and searched his eyes for anything that would increase your worries.
“I missed you. We haven’t seen each other in person for almost two weeks.” He tried to capture you in a hug but you placed your hands on his bare chest, stopping him.
“ Jinyoung, the real reason.” He sighed stubbornly as if he wasn’t going to tell you, but he saw how worried you were and relented.
“Today wasn’t a very good day.”
You opened your mouth to ask but he spoke before you had the chance to.
“I’ll tell you about it later.” You knew that meant when the both of you were in bed, in the dark, where you couldn’t see his face when he spoke. It must’ve been serious because the two of you only had conversations like that when he thought he was gonna cry.
“Okay.” You began to wipe off his makeup again.
“I did miss you though.” You didn’t respond, fighting the urge to roll your eyes. Not necessarily because you didn’t believe him but he never did things on impulse and it was definitely an impulsive move to come and see you during his breakneck promotions schedule just because he missed you. And besides he never missed you that much, before. He’d already made it clear that he wanted you to comfort him, why did he feel the need to convince you further by making up feelings?
You didn’t answer.
“Y/N, look at me.” he grabbed your wrist softly to stop you from ignoring him with the wipe.
“I missed you. Really”
“Okay.” you nodded more out of a desire to appease him than anything else.He frowned at your reaction.
“Jinyoung can I have my wrist back?”
He sighed and released you. After a few more swipes you threw the makeup wipe in the trash.
“Thank you.” You hummed a quiet you’re welcome and turned to leave but he grabbed your arm and spun you back to facing him. “Thank you.” His voice remained soft.
“ Jinyoung, you already said th-”
This time he proved his sentiment by pressing his lips to yours.The kiss was simple but it was enough to have your heart racing. You wrapped your arms his neck and deepened the kiss. Jinyoung grinned, but eventually he pushed at your hips with his hands, letting you know to calm down. When you didn’t, he pulled away, his sly grin still intact. It was your turn to frown.
“If we go on like this we won’t be able to stop and we both have to be awake in the next couple of hours.”
You knew he was right. He tugged your arm pulling you into the bedroom. Jinyoung crawled into your bed first and you climbed in right after, hurrying so he could wrap his arms around you. Your apartment really was freezing when you weren’t under the covers.
When you were finally comfortable enough to lie still in his arms, he pulled you tighter into him, so that his lips were pressed to your braided hair. Almost immediately the two of you were falling to sleep, the comfort of your presence was enough to push an already tired Jinyoung off the edge of consciousness and vice versa. You knew he would probably be gone when you woke up. You weren’t going let him get off that easily. Eventually he’d have to talk to you.