#🕸🕷✮⋆˙ jaehee

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(𐙚⋆.˚) can't help falling !!

🕸🕷✮⋆ [jaehee x reader] ...୨♡୧... wc. 3.7k w. cursing, kissing, lmk if you find any! fluff ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

jaehee fought the urge to roll his eyes.

he was convinced that the boy in front of him had been talking about the same thing for the past twenty minutes. your new situationship, or ayden like you had called him, was plain annoying in your best friend’s eyes. he was way too happy, too chipper and talkative for his liking.

he didn’t like the way his bright pink hair shone in the sunlight, or the way his smile seemed to make your entire face light up with endearment. there was something that didn’t sit right with him about how you looked at him; something that made his stomach churn.

“at least try to hide your disgust,” jaehee’s best friend, riku commented quietly next to his ear as he leaned in to grab some food from the other side of the table.

“i have no clue what you’re talking about,” jaehee said back, getting the plate he was reaching for and placing it in front of him so he would get out of his way, his eyes still trained on your face as you chuckled at something ayden said. 

“sure you don't,” riku scoffed, thanking him softly for the plate before serving himself the food he wanted. 

jaehee stood in silence, his eyes moving from you to the boy at your side. his stare was so focused on noticing everything that was wrong with him that he didn’t notice your own eyes traveling to his face, looking at him for a few seconds before picking up your phone.

his attention was forced away by the pang of his phone. his eyebrows furrowed as the tone rang, his eyes travelling to yours when the sound was the one put specifically for you. you gave him an urgent look, signalling him to look at his phone, which he did begrudgingly.

yn my absolute favorite person in the whole wide world even more than riku who definitely didn’t name herself

what’s up with the frown? you’re going to scare him away.

he resisted the urge to roll his eyes for what felt like the thousandth time that night before typing away his answer.

he’s fine, i don’t think he’s paying attention to anything but his little story.

he watched your eyebrows crease as you read the text before furiously typing and setting your phone down on the table, face down.

please don’t be like that, everyone else likes him and you know how important it is for me that you do too.

the brown eyed boy felt a pang of guilt on his chest at your upset expression. he didn’t think he was being rude, he hadn’t said anything to ayden even when he had many things to say. he didn’t let out the scoffs or sighs he wanted to, so he didn’t fully understand what the fuss was all about. 

still, he could never stand to make you upset even in the slightest, so he moved his leg in search of yours under the table, finding it quickly and nudging you softly. you looked up at him with a raised eyebrow and he gave you a small smile, one of the ones that screamed apologies.

he watched you nervously in silence for a couple of seconds as you looked at him with a serious expression, holding it for as long as you could before your mouth betrayed you as it formed a small smile. you nudged him back and grabbed your phone, typing with a smile before setting it back down.

it’s okay, i’m not mad anymore.

also pass the meat before riku eats it all.

jaehee couldn’t avoid the smile that set on his lips as he read your texts. he grabbed the plate so he could hand it to you, but he was only met with the sight of you talking to ayden quietly, your attention far from him. he set the plate on the table and slumped back on his chair, his eyes looking back in the perfect moment to watch the pink haired boy steal a quick peck from your lips.

jaehee’s stomach churned with realization as he moved his attention down to the food on his plate.

the things he would do to be the one kissing you like that.

…

jaehee knew he was right.

he knew that ayden kid would end up being an asshole; that he would hurt you some way or the other.

he wanted to scream it, to tell you repeatedly that he had tried to warn you. but he didn’t, he couldn’t even dare to think about it as he heard your soft voice on the other side of the phone.

“i'm sorry to bother you, but i’ve been waiting for an hour and a half and i just don’t think he’s going to show up,” you said, voice small and defeated.

jaehee felt his heart being squeezed by how hurt you sounded. he felt so many things right then; the urge to find ayden and do absolutely unspeakable things to him for not realizing the absolute gem of a person he had by his side, the frustration of knowing he could treat you so much better. but most importantly, the need to cradle you in his arms and tell you everything would be okay, that ayden didn’t deserve you; that no one did for that matter.

“where are you right now?” he asked, his voice as soft as it could be.

“at sunrise café but i’m gonna leave soon, i look like a fucking idiot” you chuckled dryly.

“don’t say that, i’m sure you look as pretty as you always do,” he reassured, already up and looking for his car keys almost frantically. “stay there for me, okay? just wait a bit more.”

he waited for your confirmation before hanging up the phone and going back to his room, grabbing a new clean shirt and making sure his hair looked good. he buttoned the shirt as he closed everything up, hopping into his car and almost speeding in the direction of your favorite café. he made it there about twenty minutes later thanks to the detour at the flower shop, looking for you through the glass window and smiling softly when he found you. you looked as pretty as you always did, and his heart was about to beat out of his chest.

he rushed to go into the cozy place, going to your table and standing next to you.

“i’m so incredibly sorry i’m late,” he said, a little too loudly for it to be only meant for you. “there was a huge traffic jam, but i got your favourite flowers.”

you looked up at him with a surprised expression, admiring how handsome he looked just then. his hair was styled beautifully even when a little messy from the wind; his white button up hugged his torso perfectly and made him look a little too elegant for the casual little café.

“thank you,” you smiled, standing up and grabbing the flowers from his hands before hugging him tight. “really, thank you so much.”

the boy hugged you back even tighter, enjoying the feeling of having you like that. “there’s nothing to be thankful about,” he reassured, kissing the top of your head before parting away. “now, i’m sure you’re starving so let’s eat.”

you smiled fondly at him as you sat down again, not even needing to look at the menu to know what you wanted. 

 the hours passed like they always did when you and jaehee were together, fast and full of laughter. you could see how he was doing his best to make you laugh and entertain you as much as he could so you wouldn’t think of the reason why he was there in the first place.

“you didn’t have to do all of that, you know.” you commented, as you watched him pay for both of your meals after a long discussion of not letting you pay for half of it. 

“i know, i never have to do anything,” he replied as he bowed in thanks to the cashier that handed him his card back. “i do it because i want to and because you mean a lot to me.” 

you tried to ignore the flutter on your chest when he smiled at you, beginning to walk out of the café and holding the door for you to do the same.

“still, it’s not your responsibility to take care of me when i get stood up by assholes you didn’t even like in the first place.” you shrugged, waiting for him to get to your side again.

“i don’t care about the circumstance, i just want you to be okay.” he smiled, going back to your side and placing his arm around your shoulders. “wanna take a walk before i take you back home?”

you couldn’t help the huge smile that took over your lips while you nodded, wrapping your arm around his waist and letting him guide you to the ice cream shop you had gone to so many times. 

you and jaehee talked about everything and anything as you walked together, getting ice cream and sitting on a park bench for a while until you deemed it was time to go back home. he offered to drive you home as he always did and you started your walk back to the car, only stopping when you were faced by a big crowd of people waiting to cross the street you needed to cross to get to your destination.

“his head was too big as well, sakuya agrees” the boy commented casually, continuing to list all the things he didn’t like about ayden.

“it was not that big,” you rolled your eyes in amusement.

“he looked like a bobblehead, yn” he said, earning a big laugh from you just as the light turned green to let you cross. jaehee’s hand instinctively moved to interlace your fingers with his, pulling you along as he crossed. he didn’t want to lose you in the crowd in the middle of a very busy street, of course, it’s not like he just wanted to hold your hand or anything of the sorts.

“maybe you have a point,” you chuckled once you safely got to the other side of the street. you waited for the boy to let go of your hand, but he never did. he just continued his rant, swinging your hands between your bodies as he walked towards his car. you had held his hand before, but it had never felt that romantic to do so.

jaehee only let go because he had to drive, cranking up the music to its fullest while he drove you home.

“thank you, dae, for everything.” you thanked as you stood in front of your house. 

his heart soared as he heard the name fall off your lips. he was so used to people calling him jaehee that it sometimes surprised him when someone didn’t. he didn’t mind if it was you, though.

“anytime, you know that.” he smiled, as softly as you had ever seen him smile.

“good night,” you smiled, tiptoeing to leave a kiss on his cheek before turning around and getting inside your house.

he thought about how he should’ve kissed you the entire drive home.

…

jaehee groaned as he placed his head down at the table.

he could feel the migraine brewing in his head as he closed his eyes, trying to get rid of the awful itch that had been haunting them for hours now. the boy sat in the college library as he had done so often lately, trying to study as much as he could for the finals he had ahead of him. who could’ve said that studying music was that hard? he really just wanted to continue playing piano and got stuck with music appreciation finals that made no sense whatsoever.

he had been stuck in the library for what felt like days, made even longer by the fact that he hadn’t seen you in seemingly forever. he pictured you as he closed his eyes, thinking about what you would be doing then. you were probably studying at home with your headphones blasting the most obnoxiously loud music you were able to find like you always did when you needed to focus. jaehee smiled at the thought, enjoying the image for a few seconds before being interrupted by a voice he knew a little too well.

“i thought you were studying, not sleeping.” you teased as you approached the table. 

the boy raised his head, a small dumbfounded smile taking place on his lips as he watched you.

“i’m just taking a second, geez.” he said, humor in his voice. 

you chuckled and patted his hand softly, ruffling his hair before placing a cup in front of him.

“i brought you coffee from sunrise,” you smiled, taking a seat on the chair next to him. he almost pouted at how cute he had found you just then and how much he appreciated your small acts of kindness. “i was going to walk all the way here but i ran into sion at the coffee shop so he drove me.” you continued to rant before he could thank you for the coffee.

“you were going to walk all the way here?” he asked as he tilted his head in curiosity, his eyes basically flooding with affection.

“well, i needed a break and i felt like i haven’t seen you in forever so i was having dae withdrawals” you sighed dramatically, resting your chin on your hands as you looked at him.

“well, i’m glad you’re here, i missed you too,” he smiled, almost cooing at you. “and thank you for the coffee.”

“of course, baby,  don’t worry about it,” you said, and everything around jaehee froze. “anyways, i forgot to tell you. i ran into ayden at the convenience store…” 

the boy stared at you incredulously, looking hard for any type of reaction to the words that had just fallen out of your lips. you had always been affectionate with each other, but nicknames like “baby” were completely uncharted territory in your friendship. when he noticed no type of acknowledgement to your words, his heart soared higher than it ever had. you had called him that unconsciously, naturally. he felt like he could just jump in joy, scream at the top of his lungs about how much he yearned for you to call him that every single day. but he settled into looking at you with lovesick eyes, trying to remember how you had gotten to the point in the story you were telling.

hours later, jaehee drove you home as he always did. he couldn’t get that moment out of his head, how the nickname had sounded so beautiful and natural coming from you. the thought got to the point of slightly stressing him out. should he call you a pet name too? would that make you uncomfortable or flustered? he didn’t know, and if he kept thinking about it instead of paying attention to the road, you would both end up in the hospital.

“well, thank you for driving me again,” you smiled as you both got out of the car, meeting in front of your door like you always did.

“always,” he smiled, admiring how beautiful you looked under the warm light of your porch.

“i should head inside, i still have to study,” you commented, giving him that breathtaking smile of yours.

“goodnight, pretty” he said, voice almost a whisper as he leaned in to kiss your forehead.

“night night, baby” you smiled, kissing his cheek quickly before disappearing into your house. jaehee’s heart skipped an alarming amount of beats when you spoke, replaying the moment in his head over and over.

damn it, he should’ve kissed you. 

…

jaehee had never been so happy.

everything around him seemed right. all his friends were stacked in his living room, doing many types of stupid things and laughing loudly. you were there too, of course, currently sitting on the couch with sakuya resting on the floor between your legs as you put a ridiculous amount of braids in his hair. your eyes were trained on sion, who was recalling the story of how awkward his first meeting with his new friend, jisung had been.

you seemed happy, everything around you was glowing with a light that could only ever come from you. that’s the way he would describe you; bright, like the sun and the stars and anything that could somehow guide him home. 

his eyebrows furrowed slightly as he heard riku call you in the other room. you stood up and left without even finishing your job on sakuya’s hair, leaving a whiny kid on the floor. it didn’t take long for sion to take your place and the younger kid’s whines only got louder, distracting jaehee from whatever you and his best friend were up to in the kitchen.

his attention was pulled back from the amusing situation that was unravelling in front of him when the lights turned off and the music stopped playing. he looked around in confusion until his eyes met yours. you walked out of the kitchen, holding a beautiful cake with nineteen candles on it while you began singing happy birthday. your eyes were solely focused on him, and he thought he could pass away right there. you looked like a dream, like everything he ever wanted.

the song ended with you standing right in front of him, a warm smile on your lips.

you watched him intently, not wanting to miss a second of how the warm light of the candles reflected on his honeyed skin. his brown eyes seemed to shine with warmth as he looked at the cake, admiring how you had very obviously decorated it yourself. 

“make a wish, dae,” you muttered.

his eyes connected with yours the moments the words fell off of your mouth, and you almost went completely breathless. his eyes didn’t separate from yours for a single second as he blew out the candles and smiled like he already had everything he needed.

everyone around you erupted in cheers when the candles were blown out, but it didn’t seem to face jaehee in the slightest. his eyes were still trained on yours as you mouthed “happy birthday”, seconds before his face was pushed straight into the cake and ryo’s evil laugh rang throughout the room.

the half eaten, half smashed cake sat on the kitchen table as you and jaehee cleaned up in complete silence, simply letting the sound of the music flood the space. the silence was a comfortable one, like everything you needed to say could be communicated with your eyes as you moved in sync around the room, filling up trash bags and washing dirty dishes.

that was until a certain song started playing and you both immediately looked for each other’s eyes. jaehee approached you slowly as the lyrics to elvis presley’s “can’t help falling in love” began playing, reaching over to you gently, cautiously. your arms took place on his shoulders as you gave him a small smile, encouraging him to dance with you.

“remember when we danced to this song at the school play?” you asked, voice tender as your hand buried in the hair at the nape of his head.

“of course i do,” he smiled, his hands placed on your hips as you swayed to the rhythm of the music. “there’s a picture of that hanging in the living room, i’m pretty sure.”

you smiled fondly, staring up at him with the most loving eyes someone could ever muster. this was it; he was it.

jaehee took your hand and made you spin, eliciting a small giggle from you before settling back to your previous position.

“dae?” you asked, a little shyly.

“what’s up, pretty?” he asked, and you felt your heart race ridiculously. 

“would it be awful if i told you how much i want to kiss you?” 

jaehee’s heart stopped completely when he heard you. was he dreaming? he surely had to be, because there was no way that you could ever feel the same way as he has for so long.

“you want to kiss me?” he asked, sounding completely breathless.

“yeah” you assured, now looking more nervous than the first time you asked.

the boy didn’t wait for a single more second before cupping your jaw and tilting your head upwards, making it easier for him to lean down and press your lips together. everything in his life seemed to click in that moment. the way your lips fit perfectly with yours, how small you felt under his hands, how you smiled into the kiss like it was everything you ever wanted. he was finally home. 

he only parted away when his lungs screamed at him for air, still holding you close like he was scared to put distance between you. you moved away just enough to look into his eyes, giving him a small smile as you caressed his hair softly. 

“hi,” you chuckled, causing him to smile softly.

“hi,” he mimicked before pulling you into another kiss, walking forward to guide you back until you were met with the table. you jumped slightly to sit on the surface, pulling at him so he would stand between your legs, continuing to kiss him deeply.

“you have no clue how badly i’ve wanted to do this,” he mumbled into the kiss, his hands squeezing your hips.

“yeah?” you asked, and he could’ve sworn his entire body lit up on fire.

“so fucking badly” he answered, making a smile form on your lips.

“good, now you can do it whenever you want.” 

all those times that jaehee had thought about kissing you didn’t even begin to compare to how perfect it felt to have your lips on his.

★ blue's corner ;; heyyy so, my first wish post !! i love jaehee with my heart and soul and i had to do this (also warming you up to the wishies content bc the riku smau is next.) anyways, it's also the last fic of the year !! im so incredibly grateful for everyone in this app, happy new years ! ★ taglist ;; @neozon3nha @winwintea @spacejip @dudekiss3r @yizhrt @lyvhie ★ back to the masterlist. ★ please do not copy, adapt or steal any of the content !!! ★ divider by @roseraris

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sixteen. where the fuck did alberto come from? (half written half smau)

🕸🕷✮⋆˙ wc. 1.6k w. curse words! ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

you were more nervous than normal for your tutoring lesson with chenle today.

after so many classes you were more than comfortable with him, not even thinking twice on what to wear or how to do your hair, but today felt different. it might have been because you had planned on going to dinner after, or maybe it was the fact that you seemed to be nervous about everything that had to do with chenle lately.

you were pulled out of your thoughts by jaehee’s hand waving in front of your face, moving your attention onto his furrowed eyebrows and back into the tutoring lesson that you had going on. however, the universe didn't seem to want your focus on anything but chenle because your phone buzzed on the table, making you unconsciously smile at the sight of his name on the screen.

you said bye to jaehee as you stood up to walk with chenle, smiling brightly at him and waving your hand as you walked away. chenle waved shortly at the younger male, not seemingly very happy to see him and making you chuckle softly at his annoyed expression. “what's got you so annoyed?” you questioned with a smirk, bumping your shoulder to his as you walked towards the library.

chenle bumped you back with a newly found smile on his face, shaking his head lightly. “nothing much, practice was kinda rough today” he said. it wasn't a complete lie, just not the entire truth. he couldn't tell you he got jealous of everything that breathed the same air as you, could he?

“oh, i'm sorry. did anything in particular happen?” your brows furrowed in slight concern, making his chest tighten with appreciation for your worry.

“nothing much, it's just that we have this big game in a couple of weeks and i don't think i’ll be able to play” he sighed, trying to shrug it off but failing to hide the disappointment on his face. “i'm so sorry, lele, that sucks” you muttered, looking at him sympathetically. you really didn't know what you could do to make him feel better, but you were determined to give it your best shot “your next test is soon and i think if you get above a ninety your grades will be passing again by quite a bit, so let's work a lot in these few classes, yeah?” your voice was strangely reassuring to chenle. there was a certain softness to it that he didn't hear from you very often, always overshadowed by the teasing tone in your words. 

“yeah, i guess you're right” he smiled at you, making your stomach do a weird flip that was definitely not welcome.conversation topics changed as you got into the library, starting to discuss the topics and material that you would have to focus on these next few weeks in order to get him a good grade. as you spoke in your native tongue while writing out a sentence for him, chenle couldn’t help but get distracted by how pretty you sounded; only being snapped into reality by a pen hitting his forehead. “pay attention or this wont go into your big ass head” and the softness was gone.

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hours had passed and your session was over. you had spent the last few minutes being hyper aware of the time, knowing that the moment the clock hit seven it wasn’t a tutoring session anymore, but a friendly hang out. 

why did it make you so nervous? you had hung out with guys millions of times, your best friend was a guy, for crying out loud.

the thought of nervousness was interrupted by one of ever looking at sunwoo in another light, making your body shudder with cringe.

“you okay?” chenle asked as he noticed the gesture, almost reaching the green beetle parked outside the building.

“yep, everythings perfect” you smiled reassuringly as you got to your car, opening your arms in front of her and muttering a little “ta-da” as you did jazz hands. “chenle, this is ludovica, ludovica, this is chenle”

the boy couldn't help but smile at the silliness of your gesture, admiring you for a couple seconds before looking back at the car, placing his hand on the hood and lightly tapping it. “very nice to meet you, ludovica.”

his words earned a laugh from you, making him smile proudly to himself before getting into your car and starting the drive towards the korean barbeque place not very far away. soft tunes played in the background as you chatted away, talking about anything and everything before you got to the restaurant. you smiled at the lady at the door as you walked in, asking for a table for two and settling on the given one, all of this making you miss the way chenle stared at you as if you had hung the stars in the sky. 

everything went well for a while, until a familiar figure walked into the restaurant. seunghan. but he wasn't alone, a pretty girl was by his side, smiling up at him like you had wished to do many times. 

your smile faltered and chenle took notice of it immediately. even when he absolutely hated that you looked so disappointed at the sight, he tried his best to hide his own.

seunghan waved animatedly from the door before walking towards your table, smiling brightly at both of you. “hey cap, yn!” he spoke “it's nice to see you guys, this is maru” he introduced the girl at his side, who smiled and waved shyly at both of you. chenle introduced himself before looking back at you. there was a smile on your face again, although it looked a little more forced than it had before as you told her your name. the interaction was short lived as they were guided to a table, ending with short goodbyes and a wink being sent to chenle from his teammate.

his eyes once again focused on you, noticing the subtle frown on your face. he knew you it was probably caused by the disappointment of seeing seunghan with another girl. what he didnt know, was that it was actually caused by the lack thereof.

“so, wanna tell me why you named your car  ludovica?” he asked you, trying to defuse the tension that had formed before and earning a thankful smile from you, your frown disappearing as the mere thought of seunghan did too.

“so, when i was little i used to watch this show called violetta. it was a very famous argentinian disney show that quite literally made me into the person i am today” you exaggerated, earning an amused hum from the boy in front of you “anyways, point is that one of the main characters best friends, francesca, was my favourite character because she was italian and very much relatable since she liked a guy that didnt like her back and there were these like mini episodes of a blog she would post and i was obsessed with her.” you noticed you were rambling, clearing your throat slightly before continuing to the point “so when i got her i wanted to name her something like that but i didn't like the name francesca so i named her ludovica because that's the actress’s name”

chenle listened intently to every word you said, finding your rambling to be the cutest thing he had ever seen. he was well aware that he paid an embarrassingly enormous amount of attention to the way you spoke. how you talked faster when you got excited about something, seeming to never run out of breath. the way your accent would sometimes shine through or the very occasional mistakes in your sentences.

“that's actually very adorable” he smiled, not missing the way your cheeks tinted a soft pink at his words “now, where the fuck did alberto come from?”

his question earned him a small laugh, pride soaring through his body at the sound. “have you ever watched ‘luca’?”

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the meal was delicious and the night had flown by as quickly as it had arrived, leading you to find yourself in your car once again, driving chenle home this time.

music blared through the speakers of the old beetle; the windows rolled down to allow the wind to blow through your hair making it messy and knotted. you were screaming the lyrics to a song that repeated the phrase “she don’t give a fuck” over and over, making him question wha the rest of the lyrics must mean.

chenle thought you had never looked prettier.

the song ended and you finally were able to take a breath, smiling radiantly at the feeling of absolute joy that you were immersed in at that moment. you looked at chenle for a few seconds at a red light before another song started playing, getting you equally as excited as the last one.

the car ride passed through songs, screams and smiles, ending too fast for his liking as he hopped out of the car. “night, pretty, thank you for tonight” he muttered, leaning on the car window.

“night night, lele, anytime.” you smiled back before he moved back, allowing you to wave one last time before driving away so he couldn’t see the blush that crept to your cheeks at the nick name; leaving him with a smile on his face and a racing heart.

he was enamored with you, and he knew nothing good could ever come out of it.

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