#and maybe a few other things to make my little cage feel like home 🥺🥺🥺 and then they’ll know exactly what food I like/etc

[rosicheeks]

hmmmmmmm torn on valentine’s day gifts… do you want to be kidnapped and facefucked and played with and used as my personal pretty toy? or, since distance is so homophobic, maybe just get some nudes? or just soft cuddles and reassurance of how beautiful you are and how perfect i know you are, how you deserve the world and more? or heck, just a few hours of casual and gentle pussy eating? so much to do, so little time!

-🌸

Is all of the above an option 👀

[neoculturetravesty]

Under your skin - Extra

Image adapted from here.

Pairing: Jaehyun x Reader Genre: romance, fluff, a tiny bit of angst Warnings: strong language, gets a little suggestive but no smut, lots of pillowtalk Word Count: 4.2k words of fluff

Summary: Jaehyun’s pretty sure you’re flaking on him once again. He knew it was too good to be true because he couldn’t cage a free bird for too long now, could he?

A/N: As requested, here is an extra from Under Your Skin for my 1k notes event! This takes place after the original story and can be read as a standalone fic as well if you please; although there are some tiny references to the original fic.  

Once again, thank you so much to all of you for reading and supporting Under Your Skin and all my other works as much as you all have. It means more to me than you will ever know 🥺💛 

Jaehyun really should’ve known better, but by the time he’s reached his apartment, he can’t help the anger he feels. Why was he such a fool? Why did he keep making the same mistakes over and over?

Because Jaehyun is pretty damn sure you’re flaking on him once again. He knows the feeling because he’s been here before. He’d been calling you all day. He had left you so many messages. And all he had received in return was radio silence. Jaehyun had been walking around trying to look for you to no avail and now it’s near midnight and he’s coming home frustrated and angry. More than anything, he’s mad at himself. He keeps making the same mistake because he’s a fucking idiot who lets himself believe that people can change. That you would change. But he had been trying to cage a free bird. What had he expected?

He takes off his shoes and now he knows he is in a bad mood. The kind of mood that would make him snap at the first person he sees. So he decides it is best for him to go straight to bed. He didn’t want anyone to tell him ‘I told you so.’ Because he knows it full well himself. It would be best if he just sleeps and maybe he’d be able to manage his mood a bit better come daylight. 

He heads in and finds Jungwoo clinging onto Mark as they lazily watch Netflix. 

“You’re finally home!” Jungwoo calls out.

“Yeah, I’m just going to head straight to bed.” Jaehyun says in a short tone that makes his friend lift his head up.

“You feeling okay?” he asks.

“Yeah, just tired. I’m going to sleep.” Jaehyun replies and he’s pretty sure he can’t make any more small talk.

“Okay. I’m going to sleep in Mark’s room again tonight.” Jungwoo announces before he plops his head back on his friend’s shoulder.

“Why?” Jaehyun asks.

Jungwoo gives him a quizzical look. “Y/N’s sleeping on your bed right now?” 

Jaehyun looks up. “Huh? Y/N’s here? Why didn’t you tell me?!” He doesn't know why his agitation is growing but now both his friends are looking at him like they’re not sure what’s going on.

“I thought you knew?” Jungwoo says cautiously.

“Dude, I told you to text him.” Mark mutters at Jungwoo and Jaehyun lets out an exasperated sigh.

“Did she just get here?” he asks urgently. It’s weird, this emotion he’s feeling. It’s a strange concoction of frustration and jealousy. Though he’s not sure what he’s supposed to be jealous of… because he has no idea where you’ve been all day.

“Nah, she’s been here a while. I think she came around… maybe 9 or 10 o'clock?” Jungwoo leans his head back to think.

“Yeah… it was a little after 9 because I was home exactly at 9 and she came after I did.” Mark adds.

“You guys should’ve texted me!” Jungwoo groans through his teeth because he knows his friends don’t deserve this energy. It wasn’t their fault that Jaehyun had spent the last few hours looking for you all over when you’d been here all along. He exhales and leaves for his room.

He opens the door and finds everything darkened. The only sounds in the room are the gentle buzzing of the air conditioner and your even breathing. He heads in and soundlessly closes the door behind him. He watches you for a moment. There isn’t much light; the only things illuminating the room are the display on the a/c and a little battery icon shining on your phone, indicating that it’s charging. And even in that light, he makes out your features. The perfect curve of your nose. The swell of your cheeks. Your eyelashes that seem to almost brush them as you lay. And almost immediately, Jaehyun can feel his anger dissolving. But he holds onto it. He doesn’t want it to go away when he knows he’s been wronged. 

Then he sees how you’re hugging onto his jacket as you sleep. Your body turned in the direction of “his side”. Your nose almost nuzzles onto the coarse fabric. And that vision alone is enough to make his heart melt. But he wants to hold onto his anger. 

He watches as your eyes flutter open. Almost as if you sensed his presence even in your sleep. 

“You’re home.” you say groggily, your words barely forming. You hold your arms up, like you’re inviting him to bed, to you. And how can Jaehyun resist? He gives in and walks into your waiting arms, kissing your head as you hold him before he climbs over you onto his side, moving his discarded jacket away from your clutch and replacing it with his body. He holds you to his chest and you lay your ear over his heart and listen to it beat.

“I missed you.” you say sleepily.

“Where were you all day?” Jaehyun can’t help the tone of accusation and irritation in his voice.

“At work.” you say, though it’s hard to talk when the comfort is making you doze back off. “I had such a long day.”

“Why didn’t you pick up any of my calls? Or reply to my messages?” Jaehyun pushes because fuck, he’s holding onto you and you’re in his arms and it feels as though everything is alright, but that seed of doubt is eating away at him till he’s genuinely starting to feel mad at you.

“My phone’s really busted. It won’t charge right.” you point to your charging phone with your head.

“I told you to get it fixed weeks ago, didn’t I?” Jaehyun exhales but at the same time, he strokes the back of your head.

“Mmm, you did say that.” you say croakily and now both your arms are hugging around him the way they were hugging around the jacket. You inhale deeply at his scent and nuzzle your cheek into him.

“Why didn’t you go home? I went over and you weren’t there and none of your coworkers knew where you were.” Jaehyun says, though this time, the agitation has dialed down a little bit. It’s still there, though.

“I wanted to see you. Because I couldn’t call you. But I had a headache so I fell asleep.” you tell him and hug him tighter. You always felt that you could hold him closer. There were too many crevices left in the curve of your bodies that hadn’t touched. The closeness between your skins was never enough.

Jaehyun presses his palm to your head. “Are you feeling better now?” his voice is much softer than before because fuck... it had all been a misunderstanding. God knows what sorts of scenarios had run through Jaehyun’s mind only an hour ago. But you weren’t flaking on him, or disappearing or running off with another man. You had just come out of your work day to see him. And that is slowly flooding Jaehyun’s veins with relief.

“I’m better now you’re here.” you say and you move your body so you’re pretty much lying on top of him. You move up so you can lay your head on your favorite place; right on his shoulder where you can bury yourself in his neck when you want and inhale his scent and wrap your arms around him and receive kisses from him. You smile as he does just that--turns his head and kisses your forehead and wraps his arms around your back while you encircle your arms around his neck.

Jaehyun holds you for a while and feels you drifting off again. But perhaps it’s the residual frustration of the day that makes him speak again.

“Do you know my name?” he asks suddenly.

“Mmmm?” you look up like you’ve just woken again.

“My name. Do you know it?”

You lift your head to smile at him. “Jaehyun.” you say fondly, albeit with a slight tone of groggy amusement.

“No, not this. My real name.” Jaehyun says a bit impatiently.

“Real name?” you let your head drop back onto his shoulder as you burrow into him some more.

Jaehyun sighs. “My real name is Yoonoh.”

“Hmmm…” you hum, genuinely intrigued, “Yoonoh.” you say the name to see how it tastes on your tongue. “So Jaehyun’s not your real name?”

“That’s also my name. But Yoonoh is the name my grandmother gave me.” Jaehyun speaks but he doesn’t know why that bit of vexation is still lacing his words.

“Do you want me to call you Yoonoh?” you ask gently.

“No, I want you to keep calling me Jaehyun.” he says quietly but impatiently.

“Okay. I’ll keep calling you Jaehyun.” you smile and tighten your arms around his neck. There is a beat of silence before he speaks again.

“I just want you to know me.” he says, and he can’t help but sound a bit upset. “I want you to want to know things about me.”

“I’m glad you told me.” you say and it has frustrated him a bit more to know that you’re not taking the bait. You’re not reflecting the agitation he feels and picking a fight with him. Because he knows he would fight with what he’s been through today. It was baseless and all these feelings were unwarranted. You hadn’t really done anything wrong. But Jaehyun was mad at you for everything you had done in his imagination today whilst he couldn’t find you. You’d wronged him in so many ways in his head; and you made him go crazy with the what ifs in the hours he was looking for you like a madman. 

Jaehyun had wondered if you’d left him. He had wondered if you had finally had enough of playing the girlfriend. He had even had the worst thought. And now with you safely in his hold, he’s ashamed that he had it--the thought that he perhaps couldn’t reach you because you were pressed up into another man in another hidden closet because you missed that thrill.

The two of you lay like this for a few moments. Jaehyun listens to your breaths, feels your warmth, feels you drifting in and out of sleep because you were in his arms. But after a while, Jaehyun hears you speak against his skin.

“I know it’s hard to trust me.” you’ve said suddenly and it has made Jaehyun’s eyes snap open. He feels his heart break from the intense pang of guilt he feels. Like the guilt was a dagger that went straight for his chest and stabbed his heart. Because truth be told, ever since you had promised Jaehyun that you’d be his girlfriend, you hadn’t done anything to make him doubt you. 

“Baby…” Jaehyun begins but you speak again.

“No, no. I’m not blaming you for anything. I know it’s because of what I did.” Jaehyun can hear the regret in your voice though he’s not even sure you’re truly awake. He knows you’re talking about the time you had disappeared on him. “But Jaehyun…” you lift your head slightly to look in his eyes, “I promise I won’t do it again.”

Jaehyun has no idea what to say. So he presses a lingering kiss to your forehead and then to your lips. “No, I know. I’m sorry, baby. I just…” he just what? He can’t even bring himself to say the words.

“I really love you, you know?” you say into his neck. You draw your knees in so you can cling onto him tighter. And Jaehyun helps because his heart swells at the words. He puts his hands on your bum and helps you scoot up and into him closer. He wonders if you’re cold and puts the comforter on top of you.

“I know, baby.” he says and kisses your head over and over and over.

“I decided I loved you when I left that time. And once I’ve decided something… it kinda like… it changes me forever.” you try to explain. You wish you were fully awake for this conversation. You wish you weren’t recovering from a throbbing headache your intense workday had given you. That way, you would’ve picked better words and said them in a much more beautiful way and then maybe Jaehyun would’ve believed you. 

Jaehyun kisses you. He brings his lips to yours and kisses you deep while his hands rub up and down your back. He cradles your face with one hand as you lay on top of him and angles your face so he can press his lips against yours even more. You unhook one arm from around his neck and use it to hug his side instead, giving him room to comb your hair away from your face and kiss you luxuriously. For a few moments the kiss builds and your movements become more fevered. But the heat evens out and you slow because tonight you both just want to lay in each other’s arms. You’re both half awake, anyway.

You place your head on his shoulder once again and still for a moment, just to listen to his heartbeat. You hear it thrum so soothingly beneath your ear. You listen to the sounds of his breath. This was your favorite sound, especially when you heard it this close. The gentle, lulling rhythm of his heart and his breaths makes you drift off for another few moments. 

“What’s your favorite movie?” Jaehyun hears you ask suddenly. He smiles.

“My favorite movie?” he asks, just to confirm because you’ve spoken so softly.

“Mhmm…” you hum and hold onto him tighter. It makes Jaehyun’s smile grow. He had found that as a girlfriend, you were adorably clingy. When you weren’t wrapped around him like this, some part of you had to be touching some part of him. When you watched movies, you had to sit behind him so you could cuddle into his back. When you sat just to talk, you had to sit on his lap so he would hold you. When you ate in silence, your foot would rub along his leg. It was so endearing to Jaehyun; the fact that the stoic, aloof heartbreaker he had fallen in love with all that time ago was this cute as a girlfriend. He loved it more than he liked to admit.

“Hmm…” he thinks for a moment. “Fight Club.”

Even in your half asleep state, he hears you scoff. “Bust.”

“It’s a good movie.” Jaehyun defends.

“What’s your actual favorite?” you press because you’re pretty sure this is not it.

“High School Musical.” he admits finally and you grin.

“I knew it.” you say, all too happy to pull the confession out of him.

“They are really good movies.” He defends again.

“I wouldn’t know. I’ve never seen them.” you tell him and you feel him still then hold you up strongly.

“You’ve never seen High School Musical?” he asks you like you’ve committed the biggest sin in the world.

“Nope. Never.” you shake your head.

“Okay, we need to change that. This weekend’s date night is going to be a triple feature.” he announces.

“Okay.” you say easily and kiss his cheek once. Then you reach up to peck his cheek again and then his jawline and then you open your eyes to look up at him. “Why aren’t you kissing me?” you pout.

Jaehyun smiles. “You want me to kiss you?” he kisses your forehead. “I’ll kiss you, baby.” he kisses your cheeks and your lips. He keeps kissing them till he feels you melt into him and become heavier on him. He listens as your breaths even out. But then he hears you inhale deeper once again and speak.

“I kept one of your baby pictures.” you mumble into his neck.

“Hmm?” Jaehyun strokes your head. Fuck, you were so cute, lying in his arms this way, sleepily talking to him all night.

“Your mother showed me your baby pictures. I kept one of them.” you’re talking but your eyes are closed. Your words are muffled. Jaehyun kisses your forehead again.

“Which one did you keep?” he moves your hair from your face so he can watch you.

“It’s the one where you’re smiling at a flower.” you smile in your sleep.

“My mom loves that photo. Did she really let you keep it?” Jaehyun strokes the top of your shoulder with his thumb.

“Mhmm.” is the only reply you can manage for a while. Jaehyun squeezes you closer and snuggles his nose into your hair.

“I want our son to look just like you.” you say softly. And in the dark of the night, Jaehyun feels his chest swell with a sort of happiness he’s never felt before. It’s exhilarating, but not in a way that quickens his heartbeat. But in a way that fills his veins with warmth and so much love that he can only look down at you. Safe and sound in his arms and so beautiful. And Jaehyun is sure that in this moment, he has fallen even deeper in love.

“Like me?” Jaehyun asks and he’s not surprised that his voice reflects the happiness he feels.

“Mhmm. Just like you.” you stroke his side with your hand. “I want him to have your eyes and your smile and your dimples and your hands.” you reach for his hand that’s stroking your shoulder with your lips and kiss it sleepily.

“What if we have a daughter?” Jaehyun asks because he never wants this moment to end.

“I want her to look just like you, too.” you reply and Jaehyun leans in and kisses your lips. He holds the back of your head and knots his fingers in your hair and kisses the woman he loves. Oh God, he loved you so much. He didn’t think it was possible for him to love you any more than he already did. Yet, here he was.

“You really want children with me?” Jaehyun asks because the happiness in his chest is growing still. He watches your eyebrows slightly knot.

“Who else would I want children with?” though you’re barely enunciating, he hears the mild infuriation in your tone. He laughs soundlessly but you feel the rumble beneath you. Then he exhales and strokes your arm up and down.

“That’s a relief.” Jaehyun chuckles and now he just can’t keep his eyes off of you. Not when you’re promising him a life full of happiness. Not when you’re telling him you want to be the mother of his children. Not when you’re telling him you want to be his family. And just when he thinks you’re finally fully asleep, he hears your voice that’s almost like a breath,

“Jaehyun.”

“Hmm?” 

“I don’t think you realize how much I love you.” you tell him. And if you sound hurt by it, you’re not able to control it. Not when your guard is so down and your mind is so groggy and you’re not sure whether you’re dreaming or if you’re still awake. “I’ve never felt this way about anyone, you know?”

Jaehyun moves your body gently, in a way that doesn’t bother your comfort. But he softly rolls so you’re not on top of him but to his side, by his heart where he can look at your face. So he can comb your hair behind your ear and kiss your head till he feels like he can kiss you no more.

“I’m sorry for making you think I doubt you.” Jaehyun whispers in your ear then kisses your temple. “I love you too, baby.” he holds you to his heart and strokes your hair soothingly. He wonders if your head was feeling any better. He’s not even sure what time it is, but he wants to wake up before you and make you breakfast before you have to go to work. And then he could take your phone and get it repaired himself.

“I would want our daughter to look like you, though.” Jaehyun muses. “I wanna hold a little Y/N in my arms.” Jaehyun feels himself melting at the thought. Of rocking a little version of you in his lap, with her little nose and her tiny hands and her hair, the exact color as yours. “And I think you’d be such a good mother.” Jaehyun whispers because he knows it's true. You were so smart and so strong and so disciplined. You would be the perfect mother. And he would make you so happy. 

Jaehyun waits for a few moments for you to reply but realizes that now, you’re well and truly asleep. And he holds you tight and listens to you breathing. He feels a sort of content excitement deep within him, one that makes him feel like he can’t wait for his future with you. Maybe this was what being in love felt like. Thrilling and calming at the same time. Full of lovely warmth in the present and hopes of a growing love in the future. He wanted it all with the woman that was sleeping peacefully as she laid against him. 

He wakes up in the morning to you thankfully still asleep in his arms. Looking so beautiful and so relaxed that Jaehyun wishes that neither of you had to move. But your day would always begin much earlier than his, and he had promised himself he would make you breakfast. 

So, it was with great difficulty that he had maneuvered his way out of his bed and into the kitchen. But you had followed soon after, clinging to his back and distracting him while he tried to cook. Fortunately, this was too early in the morning for any of his housemates to be up, so you keep sneaking kisses as he works. And he lets you. The only time he stops you is when he’s working the knife, because he’s pretty sure he will cut himself. But other than that, he returns your needy kisses. He spins around and holds you and kisses you back while the half-prepared meal waits on the counter. He slips his tongue in your wanting mouth while the food nearly burns on the stovetop. A simple ten-minute ordeal takes more than half an hour because you simply can’t keep your hands off each other. When the breakfast is fully cooked, Jaehyun just lifts you up and sets you on the countertop so he can kiss you even deeper.

“I don’t wanna go to work.” you whine into his mouth.

“Then don’t. Stay with me.” Jaehyun pants and kisses along your jaw.

“I can’t. It’s an important day.” you let him kiss you but your needy hands crawl up his shirt and feel the perfect tones of his stomach. 

“How important can it be?” Jaehyun’s kissing your neck now and you’re pretty sure soon he’ll begin sucking down on it. So with great difficulty and what you’re sure is godlike restraint, you pull him off.

“Important.” you breath out. “Can I see you tonight?” you plead more than you ask.

“Okay, baby. I’ll come over as soon as I’m done.” Jaehyun promises and kisses your lips that you’re sure will be swollen in a while from how much the two of you are making out.

“Stay for the weekend.” you speak into his kisses.

“I’ll stay for the weekend, baby.” Jaehyun makes another promise.

The two of you keep kissing each other, barely eating your breakfast. You don’t even know how you find the will to peel yourself off of him and get dressed for work. Because when Jaehyun walks you to the door, you’re making out again, like it’s impossible to keep your hands off of each other. It’s like you’re both under a spell, and you never want it to be broken.

“I’ll come straight to your work to pick you up, okay?” Jaehyun looks down at you with a smile and pecks your lips one final time.

“Okay. I’m out of condoms.” you tell him and he laughs.

“I’ll pick up condoms on the way, baby. Anything else?” he asks, holding you to him.

“No. Just you.” you pull him into you by his shirt and kiss him like you’ll never see him again. 

“Okay.” Jaehyun peels himself off of you and turns you around to face the door. “You’re going to be late.” he says as he gently pushes you out and you whine. Then, he smacks your ass in a way that shocks you. “Go make a lot of money.”

You turn around, your mouth ajar and watch his dimples set deep in his cheeks from what he’s done. You walk to him and grab him by the neckline of his shirt. “You better do this again tonight.”

Jaehyun's smile turns into a grin “Okay.”

“And make it harder.” you say as you pull away from him and watch his eyes grow wide. 

He swallows. “Okay.”

You smile, satisfied, thinking of nothing but getting through the damn day so you can be back in his arms and pick up right where you’d left off.

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A/N: If you like this story, I wrote another extra for Valentine’s Day!