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eeunoia · 1 year ago

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HAPPY JAKE DAY 🤍 ILYSM HANDSOME

ENHYPEN Imagines

enhypen jake mafia special

synopsis: married life with mafia boss jake sim

pairings: jake sim x reader

word count: 3k

warnings: violence, guns, killings and curses. (let me know if i missed some)

important note: if you haven’t read the one shot of jake sim, i suggest for you to read it first. you can find the fic › here

“It was really nice to see you in this meeting, Jake Sim.” the man across the long conference table says that caught Jaeyun’s attention. He leans comfortably to his swivel chair and smirks lightly.

“I couldn’t say the same since this meeting made me leave my family back in Korea.” Jake states without holding back. The man laughs finding how Jaeyun’s straightforward demeanor amusing.

This is one reason why he made it big at the mafia world. He was known for skills in business and how straightforward of a person he is.

“It was only for two weeks. I’m sure your wife can manage?” the teasing smile plastered on his face clicks something inside Jake, despite the uneasy feeling he kept his grin.

“Speaking of your wife, she’s very beautiful. I’ve seen her once at a gala gathering. Stunning lady.” his statement slowly made the grin on the mafia boss fade.

He knew very well that his wife is very beautiful. In fact, she’s the most gorgeous girl that walked in this earth. But as the possessive man that he is, he couldn’t let the diminutive hint of teasing over his tone go.

“She’s mine.” short, but the firmness in every words he emphasize made the smirk at the man in front of him wider.

He chuckles, triggering more of Jake’s temper. Sunghoon on the other hand enters the meeting room with curious eyes. Just by the look over his friend’s face, he knew something’s off.

“I never said she isn’t, Jake.” he raised his hand as a gesture of defeat, smirk still lingering in his ugly face.

Jaeyun fists balled tightly. “Come on, losen up Sim. You wouldn’t ruin this good friendship just for a girl, right?”

He didn’t waste any time and he stood up, his gun pointed right at the man. His men around instantly reacted and like him, guns are ready to shoot anytime. Sunghoon smoothly puts his hands inside his pocket and watches the scene unfold, a yawn escapes his mouth.

“I am not friends with you,” Jake started and with cold blank eyes he tilts his head. “and I can ruin anything for my wife.” he was about to pull the trigger of his gun, but then he felt something points beside his head.

The brother of the man in front of him stoods feets away, “Think about it first, Sim.”

Instead of being scared, Jake smirks and scoffed making the man offended. He was about to talk again, but a gun fire made him lose the ability to. His body fell cold to the ground, blood making a mess to carpeted floor.

The man in front of him was utterly surprised, mouth gapped at the unexpected scene unfolding.

Sunghoon sighed and lightly kicked the body of the guy he just shot dead. No remorse can be seen over his face, “He’s been getting on my nerves. That felt good.” he says like as if what he did is no illegal.

“T-The deal will be o-off if you kill me.” his stuttering almost made him laugh loudly. These type of people is what he hates the most.

His men were all stoned at their position, the intimidating stares Park Sunghoon sending him was enough for them to disobey their boss.

“Your company sucks anyway.” and without batting an eye, Jake clicked his gun ending the man’s life.

His head hit the table, eyes open and blood covering the wooden surface. Sunghoon chuckles, “I guess no deal then?”

Jaeyun sighs and casually grabs his thing. He walks towards the body of the man, he threw the papers they just signed. The white paper almost turns red because of his blood.

They walks outside the meeting hall and straight to the elevator.

“7/10 business deals.” Sunghoon sighs, “Good enough, right? How many count for you this trip?” he asks, eyes looking at his friend through the elevator’s reflection.

Jake sighs, “Five.”

He heard his friends low groan, “Damn. Mine’s ten, dude. My wife will kill me. Can you add that last kill to yours?” Sunghoon sounds stressed that made Jake scoff.

“You killed him tho?”

“To save you!”

“Thanks, brother.” Jake smirks and taps his friend’s shoulder. He shoved it off and clicked the side of his cheeks.

“Is our plane ready? I want to go home already.” just the thought of you makes Jake wants to teleport himself to your side. He misses you, your hugs, and kisses. He misses all of you. And of course your son.

“Its been waiting for an hour.”

“Great.” and just in time, the elevator door opens.

“Jahan, son?” you knocked over to his door twice and waits for a response. When you heard nothing, you furrowed your brows lightly before tilting your head curiously.

You were about to ask one of your maid if Jahan is down the stairs when he swiftly opened his door. The familiar messy hair of your son was the first thing that greets you, his big doe eyes looked sleepy and his plump reddish lips were pursed a bit.

“Jahan!” you happily greeted.

He went close to give you a short hug as a greetings, “Yeah, Mom?”

Staring at him you couldn’t believe how years passed by too quickly. You can still remember the time Jake saved you from your awful relationship, then you two fell in love and got married. Afterwards you had Jahan and he was so cute when he was a child. Now that he’s fifteen already, he grew into a gorgeous boy and grew a little cold.

“Your dad is almost here. We need to go down and welcome him.”

He nodded his head with no complain so you smiled and raised your hand to fix his messy hair. He moved his head away, grunting a little making you laugh and pout.

“Don’t grow up too fast, please.” you mumbled.

He smirks and fixed his hair himself. “Just give me a sibling already.”

Your eyes grew big at his sudden request. “Jahan Sim? Do you think its that easy?”

He shrugged his shoulders off, “I’ll meet you down in a minute.”

You let out a sigh and just nodded before starting going downstairs. Jake was in a business trip with Sunghoon in Italy so they’ve been gone for two weeks. He wanted so bad to take you with him, but you also have matters to take care of. You said both of you will manage two weeks being away from each other. Thinking of it now, you realized how much you miss your husband.

“Is everything ready for our lunch?” you asked one of your maids when she walks pass by holding a fresh flowers in a vase.

“Yes, Ma’am.” she smiles.

You nodded and fished your phone to go check if Jake messaged something. He did and said that he’s a minute away from your house and that he couldn’t wait to see you, hold you, kiss you and make love to you. A chuckle escaped from your lips because of your husband’s clingy side. Who knew a mafia boss as ruthless as him have this kind of personality? The people that fears him will be super thrilled if they’ve discovered this side of Jake Sim.

“Mr. Sim arrived, Madam.” your head lifts and you nodded as the maid opened the two big doors of your mansion.

Just in time, Jahan walks down from the stairs looking more decent for the arrival of his Father. You smiled and fixed his hair a bit more and this time he didn’t move.

“You missed Dad that much?” he teased and you just playfully glare at him.

Both of you walks outside and numbers of vehicles enters your property. Your husband’s car was the first to park not too far from where you are. He opened the door and gave his key to one of his men waiting for him.

His eyes directly went towards your direction and a small smirk appeared his lips. You waved and he started walking closer, taking off his coat.

“Baby,” he greeted and quickly pulled you into a hug.

“Me or Mom?” Jahan interrupts that made the both of you chuckle.

Jake pulls away and placed a kiss at your lips before turning towards your kid. He messed his hair, his eyes looking lovingly at his child. It made your heart full. These moments are the ones that makes you feel so contented. Seeing the two most important boys in your life is more than enough.

“How’s school, Jahan?” Jake asked while the three of you now enjoy eating lunch together after a while.

“It’s fine, Dad. I’m still part of the top students.” and that made your smile wider.

Jahan is an excellent student. His teachers often compliments him and tells you how great of a student he is. You and Jake don’t really push him to be an honor student or to be first to his class. All you want is for him to study, finish school and have some friends.

You and your husband noticed how he’s not very sociable to other people. He limits the one he talks and interacts with. It’s not a bad thing, but you still want him to have a normal childhood despite being the next heir to the Sim clan.

He does have friends. The kids of your friends is whom he only hangouts with. You are hoping he befriend kids that aren’t from mafia families. You are afraid he will grow up and get his father’s workaholic attitude.

“Do you think Jahan is all right?” you suddenly asked that night, while you two are already alone in your bedroom.

Jake was busy taking out and showing you the stuff he bought you. All the designer bags and clothes just proved how your husband only thinks of you during his business trip. Surely, you didn’t slip off his mind despite being away from esch other. You are very thankful for it and was enjoying, until Jahan went inside your mind.

Jake tilts his head, confused. “What do you mean, baby?” he asks and walked towards the single sofa near your bed. He pulls you closer and made you sat on his lap.

You draws in a big sigh and Jake’s eyes trails from your eyes down to your nose, your cupid’s bow and your lips. Your pretty lips that belongs to him. He smirked by the thought before he leans in and placed a soft gentle kiss at your shoulder blades, and then one over your neck, before putting his hand over it to pull your face down for a kiss on your lips.

A smooch sound errupts your quiet room. You pull away after a couple of seconds, Jake’s lips chasing after yours that made you chuckle. “Did you know what Jahan told me a while ago?”

Jake stared at you with his drunk-like eyes, he seemed uninterested about it and all he can think of is your lips. He tilts his head trying hard to focus on what you’re saying.

“What?‘” he asks gently.

“He said he wants a sibling.”

Now you totally caught his attention because a grin made its way towards your husband pretty face. He looked dangerously hot and the way his hands caress your sides aren’t helping at all. He was always touchy and clingy, nothing new to you, but the effect it gives you never changed.

“Really, huh?” he whispers teasingly and he leaned closer your body, making his lips touch your shoulder blades. His eyes looks up at you, filled with nothing but love and desire.

“Do you think we should start thinking about having our second baby?” you ask innocently. It was a big deal for you and you’ve always thought that being prepared is an important key point in building family.

“Do you want to have another baby?”

Your lips pursed, “Its not just what I want, Jake. We need to be deciding this together. Do you want another child?”

Jake’s lips settled at your skin, the heat sending it bothers you in a pleasing way. His eyes lightens at what you asked and the his eyes turned doe gave you an impression that he wants to tell you a lot of things.

He leaned away and then reached over your ears. The way his lips gently grazes your skin send thousand of volts in you. It made you feel things only him can do.

“Why don’t I just show you how much I want it?” he whispered in a husky voice before you yelped because he started carrying you towards your shared bed.

He moves his face and easily found your lips. Your arms locked around his neck trying to pull him as close as possible. Jake’s too eager on making you feel good. He was determined to express his overwhelming love for you through making love.

“I love you so much,” he says between the heated sweet kisses. “I am very excited to make our family bigger with you.” and he carefully pushes your delicate body to the bed as he hovers above you.

“Looks like some people’s having fun at a broad daylight!” Jace exclaimed as he stood over the railings, looking at whatever it is beneath them. From the third floor of their school building, the view of the small lounge where students can hang out is what you will see.

Jahan’s eyes follows what his friend was looking as he felt a presence beside him. He saw a couple of students below them at the lounge. Just by the mere look of it, they’re making fun of the girl in front of them.

She’s on her knees while the students around her obviously bullies her. Jahan silently watched and rested his elbows at the railings. He knew who the girl was. She’s from his class and often made fun of by his classmates. Seems like being a scholar surrounded by kids who thinks money is everything is a big struggle.

“Who are they even?” Jace asks again.

Alana, his twin sister joined them and as expected not happy with the scene.

“Some low class mafia kids! They annoy me so much!” her soft voice was distinct and very familiar with Jahan already.

The tall figure beside Jahan shifts his weight so he can face Alana better. “Why? What did they to you?” Sin’s question was like a trap. Jahan was sure that with Alana’s words, Sin will no doubt go there and mess with them.

Jahan smirks and looked back at the scene.

“Of course not to me! I meant to her,” she says, totally feeling bad. “to Amara.” she added.

‘Amara’ Jahan repeats to his mind. He doesn’t know what he thinks of her honestly. He doesn’t even know how he can remember her when he really don’t care about the people around him.

“Maybe they target her because she’s really beautiful.” she sighs, frustrated.

“Who?” Sin asks.

Alana rolls her eyes, “Are you not listening? I said Amara!”

Sin scoffed, “You’re prettier.”

Jahan shakes his head off, refusing to listen to his friend being too simp for Alana. He still cannot understand how can his friend be so rough towards other people and too soft for her. It’s funny for him. Hilarious.

“Well, she is pretty.” Jace leans over the railing with a grin on his face. Jahan glanced at his way and unconsciously send cold glares to his friend. He wasn’t aware of it at all and he can’t understand the emotion slowly sparkles inside of him.

“I heard they started that when she rejected Ken.”

The three boys looks at Alana and her stares down at the scene with sad eyes. Jace snorted and pinched his twin’s nose before he facing his back at the railing.

“I will reject Ken too if I were her. He’s pathetic.”

Jahan’s eyes slowly trailed back at them. Amara’s head is hanging low while one of the girls stood in front of her. She grabbed her hair, yanking it. Her friends laughed at the scene while they even record it using their phones.

The bell rang and their group of friends started going to their class. Sin has his arm around Alana’s shoulder as they talk about something. Jace’ beside Jahan, waving and winking at the girls they walk pass by. He rolls his eyes, used but still annoyed about his friend's antics.

Their day goes on normally, the young generation of famous mafia clans are unstoppable. Jahan’s group of friends are strict when interacting with other students, keeping their circle small and limited to people that have the same status as them.

“See you tonight at the party, boys!” Alana cheerfully waves at them while one of their men hold the car’s door for her.

“Send me a pic of your dress so I’ll match with you.” Sin requested that Alana just agreed on before entering their vehicle. Jace follows after sending a short salute to their friends.

Sin didn’t waste a time to ride his service after nodding at Jahan. One of his bodyguard held the door for him, he went inside both hands inside his pocket. As their vehicle left the vicinity of their school, Jahan’s mind went blank. It was the usual boring ride way home until his eyes caught a familiar face.

“Stop.” his words instantly made his driver stop their car. His eyes looked at the group of students by the side of the road. They were pushing the poor girl making her fell to the floor.

She looked pitiful, but Jahan isn’t someone who pity people. So when he went out and started walking towards that circle, he doesn’t fully understand why. His presence were quickly noticed by the crowd, eyes growing out of surprise and fear.

“J-Jahan!” one greeted.

He didn’t spare them a glance and went straight to cary the girl over his arms.

“Wait!” one stopped him that he obliged.

He craned his neck to look at her. She gulped, scared of his intimidating aura. The words she ought to say long forgotten.

“From now on if you mess with her, you mess with me.” and without saying anything nor waiting for their responses, Jahan walks towards their car while carrying the girl in his arms.

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sorrelpaws · 21 days ago

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as usual my favorite hobby continues to be posting time sensitive posts on correct dates

#homestuck #jade harley #jake english #happy birthday my beautiful queens

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flwrstqr · 3 months ago

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♡ SHUT UP AND KISS ME / PARK JAY

🪽 : jay x fem!r. 𖥔 academic rivals to lovers 1000wc. 𓈃 ◌⠀⠀˖ 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄

YOU'VE NEVER LIKED JAY. Ever since you two became top students, it had been a constant battle. Who could score higher on the next test? Who would get called on first in class? It didn’t matter what it was—if there was a way to compete, you and Jay would find it.

Today was no different. After a heated argument during PE, of all places, you were both punished with the oh-so-glamorous task of cleaning the locker rooms. You could still feel the frustration bubbling beneath your skin as you slammed the mop into the bucket, glaring at him across the room.

“This is your fault,” you snapped, sweeping the mop across the floor aggressively.

Jay, leaning lazily against one of the lockers, raised an eyebrow. “My fault? You're the one who started yelling in the middle of the game. Couldn’t handle losing, could you?”

“I didn’t lose! You just—” You groaned, running a hand through your hair. “You know what? I don’t care. Just clean so we can get out of here.”

He didn’t move. Instead, he crossed his arms and gave you that signature smirk that made your blood boil. “Why do you always have to be so competitive?”

You froze for a second, glaring at him. “Excuse me? You’re literally the definition of competitive.”

He shrugged, the movement slow and almost infuriatingly casual. “Maybe. But at least I’m good at it.”

“Are you kidding me right now?”

There was that look in his eyes again—the one that said he enjoyed riling you up. And of course, it was working.

You stomped over to him, the mop clattering to the floor behind you. “You think you’re so much better than me just because you’re good at—”

Jay cut you off with a laugh, leaning in just enough that you could smell the faint cologne mixed with the sweat from earlier. “You know, you get really worked up about this. It’s almost cute.”

Your jaw clenched. Cute? The nerve of him.

And then something snapped in you. Maybe it was the months, no, years of pent-up frustration. Maybe it was the way he was looking at you like he knew exactly how to push your buttons. Maybe it was the damn tie hanging loosely around his neck that gave you an idea.

Without thinking, your hand shot out and grabbed his tie, yanking him closer until his mouth stopped moving. His eyes widened, the smirk dropping as he stumbled forward, bracing his hands against the locker behind you. The sudden closeness made your heart race, but you didn’t care. All you could focus on was the fact that he was finally silent.

“You talk too much,” you muttered, still holding onto his tie, fingers curled around the fabric.

For a second, Jay didn’t move. He was staring down at you, mouth parted slightly in shock, his breath coming a little faster now that you were only inches apart. The usual cocky attitude was gone, replaced with something else—something you weren’t quite sure how to interpret.

And then, in a split second, something shifted in his expression. The surprise melting away as his lips curled up ever so slightly. His hand came up to rest over yours, holding his tie.

“Maybe you should do something about it then,” he said softly, the challenge clear in his voice.

You hesitated, your heart pounding in your chest. What was happening? This was Jay. The same guy who drove you insane with his constant need to outdo you. The same guy who always had something snarky to say, always one-upping you.

But right now, none of that seemed to matter.

Before you could stop yourself—before you could even think it through—you pulled him down, crashing your lips against his.

For a moment, everything went silent. The only thing you could hear was the sound of your own heartbeat in your ears, the feeling of his lips moving against yours, the faint taste of the mint gum he always chewed. Jay responded immediately, kissing you back with an intensity that made your knees weak.

He pulled away, just enough to breathe, but kept his forehead resting against yours. His hand still held yours, like he wasn’t ready to let go.

“Well,” he breathed, his voice rougher than usual, “that’s one way to shut me up.”

You rolled your eyes, though your pulse was still racing. “You’re still talking.”

Jay chuckled, his breath warm against your lips as he leaned in again, this time kissing you, like he was savoring the moment.

When he pulled back, his smirk was back, “I guess I lost this time, huh?”

You rolled your eyes, finally letting go of his tie. “Maybe just this once.”

“Don’t get used to it,” he teased, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Trust me, I won’t,” you shot back, though there was no bite to your words this time. Instead, you found yourself looking up at him.

Maybe this whole rivalry wasn’t what you thought it was. Maybe all the tension, all the arguments… maybe it had been leading to this all along.

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mlyscha · 1 month ago

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SURPRISE, SURPRISE! ✦ S.JAEYUN

𝓼ynopsis. in which you secretly book a flight to korea to celebrate jake's birthday with him. 𝓹airing. s.jaeyun x female!reader 𝓰enre. fluff, crack, suggestive and smau if you squint. 𝔀arnings. not proofread, reader lives far away from korea and has never been there, jaeyun walks reader out of the restaurant because, usually, oldies can't stand kissing in public, english is not my 1st language. 𝔀𝓬. 1,7k+ 𝓶asterlist.

♡ 𝓪melie's 𝓷ote: i am baack! back with a birthday headcanon for jake, a little bit late? yes, a little bit late, but, anyway, enjoy!

WHEN ENHYPEN'S COMEBACK WAS RELEASED, you couldn't hold your excitement for the boys and specially for your boyfriend. but, you as soon as you remembered jaeyun has to be in korea and promoting with the members for a bit of a while, you got a little upset. however you knew this was something you and jaeyun had talked about a long time ago: his schedule.

to be honest, jaeyun had never complained about you feeling upset against this whole situation since he were the first one to get all pouty and whiny about it. and throughout the years, when it was "jaeyun's birthday season", both of you tried their bests to keep contacting each other frequently or face timing each other too. this usually ended up in late night calls where your boyfriend would usually sleep; while you were talking about your day. you didn't mind this at all, until a certain limit was reached the distance actually became a main problem in the relationship.

that's why you decided to, instead of ordering a surprise cake for him or waiting for him to visit you, you booked a flight a week before to celebrate the day of his birthday with him; and visit korea for the very first time. and then, the next day you sent him a text, wishing him happy birthday like you always did.

― asshole. a spider-man lego set? pft...

you packed up your belonging and sent a message to one of the members saying that you were going to the airport and asking them to get everything ready.

you are probably wondering how’s the surprise going to happen, so, you asked jay to book a table — at night — at jaeyun's favourite restaurant like they always did. however, you would wear a waitress clothing and when it was time to sing happy birthday begin, you would be the waitress placing a cake at the table.

i know, sounds confusing, so just for a little bit of a context: you called the restaurant asking for extra waitress clothes, explaining about the surprise and the situation.

a few stress, naps and hours later, you arrived in korea. you couldn't speak korean very well, just a few words, so, getting a taxi was difficult, leading to a waste of your precious minutes. but, thankfully you were able to drive safely at the hotel you booked a room for the rest of your trip.

when you got in your room, you quickly changed after taking a bath and got yourself ready earlier, knowing you had to get at the restaurant an hour before the boys. you left the hotel and tried getting a taxi, however, jay texted you saying that he could pick you up, not wanting you to waste time; knowing how excited you were to see jaeyun. therefore, you sent him the address where you were staying and a few minutes a black car parked in front of you, and jay's masked figure appeared.

"hey, let's get going?" he patted your shoulder, nodding to his car.

you nodded, getting in the car. "how's he feeling?"

"oh gosh, when he woke up he was whining about not having you here," he began driving. "you know, nothing really new." you laughed.

"how do you think he'll react?"

"we'll see, but i pretty much think he's gonna be confused at the very start, then he'll realised and go like: "*gasp* baby!" ― just like that."

arriving at the restaurant, you started to feel nervous. excitement and anxiety just spread all over your body, even making your legs feel weaker and your hands shakier. but, there is no time for freaking out and no reason to feel like that, right? it's just your boyfriend haha...

you entered the restaurant like an abandoned puppy, scared of your surroundings since everything was new to you. people speaking another language and sometimes even looking at your weirdly. besides that, you went to talk to a nearby waitress and, even though she couldn't speak english very well, she managed to understand you and call the manager to help you.

"hello, nice to meet you," the manager spoke with a funny accent, still understandable. "my name is kim seong-ho and i am the manageah." he explained, spelling the last word with an accent.

"oh, nice to meet you," you smiled, shaking hands with mr. kim. "um, was that you who i talked on the phone a few days ago?"

"huh?" he seemed to have a hard time understanding your speaking. "sloweoh, pleaseu..."

"okay, so-"

oh gosh, everything happened in a blink of an eye. quickly summarizing everything: basically, the manager showed you where you were supposed to stay, where was the employees room where you could stay whenever you want, where you were supposed to take the orders ― of course you were table's seven special waitress ―, the bathroom and finally gave you the clothes.

you were at your spot wearing a hat, just to make sure your boyfriend couldn't tell who were you that quick. hearing a subtle ringing bell placed just above the restaurant's door ring, you discreetly looked over and saw the seven (7) boys standing there, waiting for the waitress to lead them to their table: the special table seven, served by a special waitress on a special day.

anyway, you felt a sight burning just above your head, making you look up with a slight move. you saw sunghoon and sunoo looking at you while giving you a excited discreet smile. seeing them happy about the situation made you feel even happier, already picturing jaeyun's big grin while hugging you and kissing you and- ugh... just everything!

you were holding a waiter tray, you were standing in front of the paying balcony and felt the waitress who just attended them poke your shoulder. she nodded at their table, like she was telling you: GO SERVE THEM NOW. and you thought like: wooooww... calm down baby girl, it's not that deep.

anyway, you walked over their table, trying your best to not reveal your face just yet while grabbing the menu for the whole group sitting on the table. "hello, here is our menu," you placed the menu on the table. "um, are you guys ready to order a drink? we have some good fine wine."

after they ordered their drink, you went and carefully placed each of them at the table. the other waiter has placed a small basked of bread on the table as an appetiser. "are you guys ready to order?"

they all ordered their meals and one thing you realised jaeyun didn't figure out was that you were speaking english. a table, with, apparently, just asians, in korea, a waitress speaking english...? doesn't make sense, but, anyway, it was working so... yeah? flex? maybe you were a good actress ― suck it up, riki!

you placed the order at the kitchen and before their plates could arrive at their tables ― knowing you had long minutes to enjoy ― you decided to reveal yourself to jaeyun, texting jay while you hid in the employees room, searching for your belongings. you brought from home a unusual bigger bag so you could fit your clothing and, specially, the spider-man lego set he asked for.

you grabbed the lego set and walked off of the room, taking a deep breath before walking back at the main dinner room. you saw them just chatting while waiting for their foods and as you watched them you saw your boyfriend's big grin, making your heart melt watching from afar.

you discreetly walked over their table hiding the building toy behind you, leading to others looking at you.

"excuse me," you spoke close to jaeyun. "a little bird told me it is your birthday, so..." you placed the spider-man lego at the table, in front of him.

he frowned before babbling. "wha-? how'd you- what is-" you took off your hat. "WHAT?" he screamed. "sorry..." standing up from his seat and apologising, jaeyun immediately looked at you and cupped your cheeks, like he was trying to feel if it was real or if he were dreaming about this again.

"baby!" he whispered-yelled, holding your hand and walking out of the restaurant. "my baby! are you really here?" are you real?! am i tripping or-" kiss.

"hi." you smiled at him and you felt his warmth as he hugged you, tightly.

"my baby..." his choked voice was muffled by the thick jumper you were wearing, due to korea's cold weather.

"hi, i am right here," you caressed his hair. "come on, give me a kiss." and he did so, savouring this sweet moment he has been dreaming about and wanting to have for a long time.

"i missed you," his teary eyes and wet cheeks showed how much he craved you. "i missed you so much, you have no idea." he smiled, analysing your face while cupping them, quickly smooching you again, making you smile while kissing.

"i love you,"

"i love you more,"

"happy birthday."

"happy birthday too- oh wait, never mind, happy birthday to me... too...?" he frowned, trying to find the right words, but nothing else came to his mind since it was filled with: you, you, you and you, and y/n, a.k.a, you! "yeah, i guess so, happy birthday to me!"

bonus scene! ⭑

"do you like what i got for you?"

hours later everyone went to their dorm, however, of course jaeyun wanted to stay with you, going to the hotel where you were staying. your boyfriend has just opened the lego set you got for him, and you saw how his eyes were shining bright like an ocean of precious diamonds.

"it's so pretty," he replied, amused. "just like you, by the way." he blinked at you, making you let out a chuckle and blush.

"we can eat some cake tomorrow, sorry i didn't brought you any," you pouted.

"babe," he turned at you, embracing you onto his arms, looking down at your face and slightly chuckling because you looked so cute pouting while your cheeks were being squished against his chest. "you are the only thing i need, and, also, you already brought the cake and i can have it tonight; what are you even talking about..." he smirked, but playfully asked nonchalant.

"are we talking about my a-"

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