#jay enhypen timestamp

[nar-nia]

8:26 am

jay x reader

word count: ~1k

warnings: little make out session at the end, cursing

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When you woke up the bed felt strangely lonely, a comforting warmth next to you missing. You yawned, hand moving to the other side of the bed while your eyes were still closed, searching for something. But nothing was there - or better, no one.

"Jay?" you mumbled, now slowly prying your eyes open. Normally he would have already greeted you, one arm wrapped around your waist while his face was nuzzled into your neck, but nothing. Your eyes scanned the room, searching for a sign of your husband, but nothing. There was also no sound coming from the bathroom next to you. This was strange. Normally he would have left a note or something.

"Jay?"

You quickly pulled a robe over and made your way to the stairs, hoping for a sign of him - and that's when you heard it. Quiet humming downstairs. Letting out a sigh of relief you almost run down the stairs, making your way to the kitchen.

"Why didn't you wake me? Do you know how worried I-" You froze. "What. The. Fuck."

Your eyes were ripped open, mouth the same. "What happened."

Jay looked worried for a second, spinning around to look at you, before he could read the look on your face. Then he started grinning.

"Do you like it?"

You still couldn't stop staring, only able to nod as you walked closer towards him. "When- How-"

You ran his hair through your fingers. "Why didn't you tell me?"

Your husband just grinned, eyes looking out from his formerly black hair, that now shined in a light silver. "It was supposed to be a surprise."

"Oh I am surprised." You couldn't stop touching his hair. "When did this happen???"

"This morning. I got up really early so you would still be asleep."

"And what if I had woken up then, huh? I would have been so worried," you huffed, your arm lightly hitting his.

"You would have texted me and I would have told you I'm grocery shopping."

"I-" You stared at him. "I can't be angry with you with that hair."

"Perfect." His grin only got wider before he turned around again to continue with what he was doing.

"Are you making breakfast?"

Jay nodded. "It was supposed to be a surprise breakfast in bed with my new hair, but you woke up too soon."

"I always do when you're not next to me," you mumbled.

"You're so cute," he grinned. You couldn't help but join the grin, your arms softly wrapping around Jays body with your face leaning against his back, a kiss pressed against his neck.

"And you're so sweet. Thank you for making food."

"I had to make up for the sudden change of hair color," he chuckled, a quiet sound that earned him another kiss.

"You mean you had to have something to keep me quiet because the urge to scream is sooo big."

"Oh?" He turned his head to look at you. "I can imagine some better ways to do that."

"You're an idiot," you giggled, slapping his shoulder lightly as you let go of him. "You're not sweet anymore."

Jay just smirked as he grabbed two plates to place your food onto it, eyes resting on your figure. "No kiss means no breakfast."

"I-" You were speechless. "I thought it was a way to make up for your hair change?"

"I changed my mind."

You huffed, but within seconds your hands were placed on his cheeks, pulling his face to the side so you could press another kiss onto it. "You're lucky you're so pretty right now."

"People nowadays care only about looks, it's so sad," Jay sighed, but his grin betrayed him. "I want a real kiss."

You stared at him, eyes wide open in disbelief. "Your breakfast better be amazing."

"Oh it is-" Jay started, but before he could finish your lips were already on his, pulling him closer. "Mmh."

He let out a sound of content as his hands found its way to your hips, thumbs drawing soft circles on them while he pulled you closer. You felt yourself melting into his touches, hands wandering from his cheeks to his shoulders, holding onto them as he picked you up to sit on the counter, deepening the kiss.

"The breakfast…" you mumbled, but that got quickly drowned in another kiss of your husband.

"Forget about that." He pushed your hips closer towards him, hands wandering downwards to keep you there as his mouth slightly opened, the kiss getting more heated. Almost like in trance your hands found their way into his hair, fingers entangled in it to pull his face closer in return. Stubbornly unwilling to let go you still had to after a while, both gasping for air. Your mouth was still slightly agape, eyes focused on Jays face - a face that was graced by a grin.

"I need to color my hair more often if that is the result."

"Shut up," you chuckled, pulling him closer again to catch him in another heated kiss, while you also pulled his hair to get better access to his lips. You could feel his grin with your kiss, one that only got wider with time.

"So what about breakfast..."

You groaned, your forehead resting against his now. "I think I have some other things on my mind right now."

"Oh?" Jay looked up, his face only inches before yours, lips almost connecting. But every time you tried to chase after them he pulled back slightly, hands now resting on your thighs. You almost grew frustrated when you finally felt his lips against yours again, fluttering with movement. "Maybe you should tell me more about that."

"Maybe I should show you."

"Oh?" Jays grin got wider, his kiss more urgent. "Maybe you should."

~~~

can you believe i survived the first week of becoming a baker? i can't. and i can believe even less that i found the time to finish this little story that was waiting for it forever, but here it is! i would love some feedback and hope you enjoyed reading 🩷

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[saturnznct]

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[jpnriikicore]

── covering speed

paring f1driver!jungwon x journalist!reader, word count 656, gene fluff, ( masterlist )

the sun beaming down on the bustling paddock at the spanish grand prix. your a intern sky sports journalist that found yourself immersed in the electric atmosphere. excitement pulsed through your veins at the mere sound of engines roaring.

before you knew it you were standing in a sea of cameramen, waiting for the drivers to make their way. a feeling of intimidation went down your spine when your eyes locked with yang jungwon’s, the promising rookie ferrari driver. the latest sensation from south korea making a buzz in the f1 world. the piercing look from across the room as he made his way towards you.

your gaze went down towards your shoes that shuffled in your spot where you stood. you take the short moment to gather your barrings and racing mind. your teeth gnawed at your bottom lip.

once he finally stood in front of you, you finally got the courage to raise your head to make eye contact with him once again. his cat-like eyes studied your features, soaking up every detail that he could at that moment noticing a few things he didn’t last race weekend.

clad in his racing suit exuding a quiet confidence. you observed his poised demeanor and the sparkle in his eyes.

"it’s nice to see you again," he spoke first breaking the silence between the two of you. he beamed a smile at you. his dimples showing off briefly.

you ignore the butterflies that fluttered in your stomach at the sight. he smelted like the champagne that had been poured on the top of his head whilst on the podium. your cheeks turned slightly red as your teeth bit on your bottom lip in an attempt to conceal a smile.

"you too."

"you look great." he complimented, his eyes slowly scanning the clad ferrari red dress on your body.

"thank you." a smile graced your features as your cheeks reddened as red as rubies, but if anyone asked you would blame it on the warm weather.

"i’m sure you and your team are very proud of your incredible performance today getting p1." he listened intently nodding his head along to every word you spoke. he hummed before putting the tube in his water bottle and taking a sip to hydrate. it was unprofessional you were aware, but your gaze briefly glanced at his lips. he concealed a smirk as he took notice.

"we worked very hard recently. we made some adjustments to the car and spoke about new strategies. the free practices went well including qualifying. the car did very well at preforming today."

"any big plans for celebration after this win?"

"taking you out to dinner." your taken aback by his response. your eyes widening at his bluntness, especially on camera, but you’d be stupid to decline a date with him. you shook your head out of disbelief a smile graced your lips.

"you can’t expect every woman to fall for your games just because you're famous." you teased in a attempt to lighten the tension.

"i don’t want every woman." he seemed very serious about the situation. your breath hitched in your windpipe. you take a second to gather your thoughts back to your professionalism and clear your throat. a smile graced your lips again.

"it was lovely speaking with you jungwon. congrats on such a good race and i wish you the best in austria."

"will you be interviewing me next week?" jungwon asked, with no intention of walking away from this conversation quite yet. his head tilted to the side a little with his brown eyes staring into yours.

"um, most likely."

"i look forward to speaking with you again, y/n." he gave you a wink as a farewell leaving you as a fumbled mess in the media pen. before you could bring yourself to leave the paddock you invited yourself to his driver's room to accept the dinner date offer.

© JPNRIIKICORE, 2024

[sadnightforus]

THE FATED STARS (PJS)

SYNOPSIS: Park Jongseong harbors the biggest crush on one of the most popular girls on the campus, you. You, being dared by your friend group to tweet and made a boyfriend application, initially started out as a joke, thinking that no one would applied it. Upon the tweet going viral and many applications being sent in, he decided that he would shoot his shot, even if he doesn’t know a single shit about what is the sun, moon, rising in astronomy. 

GENRES: slice of life, romance, comedy

PAIRING: secret-admirer!jay x f!reader

STARRING: xdinary heroes’ gaon and jooyeon, aespa’s ningning and karina, itzy’s yeji, le sserafim’s kazuha, the whole enhypen.

WARNINGS: a lot of actual unhinged things going on, author is a bit too obsessed with astrology so you’re now forced to learn about it, cussing, some lame sexual jokes (I promised it’s lame), they all tell each other to give up and kts, reader is not jlo’s biggest fan because she’s a mariah carey’s fan. the whole band is so broke for some reason. 

A/N: SURPRISEDDDD…. tried my hands on writing smau because too much angst kills me. I hope you guys enjoy it and if you want to be in the taglist, comment on this one.

STATUS: ON-GOING

FORMAT: SOCIAL MEDIA AU

UPDATED: EVERY TUESDAY-WEDNESDAY-THURSDAY

RELEASED DATE: 08 NOVEMBER 2023

END DATE: UNKNOWN.

ASTEROIDS

✭ INTRODUCTION/PROFILES

VICTIMS OF CAPITALISM | 7 DUCKLINGS

✭ MOST POPULAR ASTEROIDS

(001) - BOYFRIEND APPLICATION

(002) - FORM FILLED

(003) - PERSONAL OPINIONS & FAVORS

(UNCUT 003) - FIRST IMPRESSION MATTERS

(004) - CHART ANALYSIS

(005) - MEET UP (+ written)

(006) - SHE HATES ME

(UNCUT 006) - REPLY IF I SHOULD…

(007) - THOUGHTS ON ZODIAC SIGNS?

(008) - BANNED ON KAKAOTALK

(009) - KURT COBAIN’S FANSIGN

(UNCUT 009) - USERNAME CHANGES

(010) - LOSING TO IDGAF WAR

(011) - GOOD THINGS ARE COMING SOON

(012) - THE RECORD STORE HANGOUT (+ written)

(013) - TUMBLR GIRL ERA (SELF SABOTAGE)

(014.01) - BABY

(014.02) - BABY

(015) - SORRY (BUT I’LL DO IT AGAIN) (+ written)

(UNCUT 015) - THE IDOL, THE FAN

(016) - CONCERT ANNOUNCEMENT

(017) - PICKUP LINES TO USE FOR CONCERT GOERS

(018) - CONCERT'S PARADISE (+ written)

(019) - SYNASTRY AND THE SIGNS

(020) - THE COFFEE KISS (+ written)

(021) - ACCEPTING MY FATE

(022) - JEALOUSY? (+ written)

(UNCUT 022) - WHAT TYPE OF LOVER ARE YOU QUIZ

(023) - STEP UP MY GAME

(024) - THE DAY THAT YOU'RE FINALLY MINE (+ written)

(025) - I LET YOU INTO THE DARK SIDE

(UNCUT 025) - FREE CHART READING

(026) - AWKWARD ROMEO AND JUILET

(027) - COUPLE ANNOUNCEMENT

EPILOGUE 001 - TRUST FUND BABY

EPILOGUE 002 - GETTING A GIRLFRIEND IS EASY...

[weoris]

GLASS HEART.

제이 soft thought — boyfriend jongseong! 𐙚 𓈒 ݁ female reader comfort au soft hours fluff a bit of angst >< two hundred thirty nine cw. stress kisses wine clickhere!

thinking about jay listening to whatever you have to rant about at the end of the day. whether it be stress from school or family issues, he always there to hug you and softly graze your hair, humming along and kissing your temple.

“I just had so much.. work. It was like piles of documents after piles of documents after.. more piles. It’s been happening so much, and it’s starting to feel so dead-end..”

you sigh and he coos, patting your head. “You did good today, darling.. I promise, it’ll all come full circle, you’ll be rewarded just as much for the hard work you put in.” you hum as his deep, tired voice sent a wave of comfort through your system.

how he looks at you with a smile as you sit on the couch next to him all giddy, telling him all the good parts of your day. when you pop open the wine bottle and grab the two glasses with a big grin as he chuckled tiredly.

“She called me to her office and said that I was doing so good, that I not only got promoted!! but I also get my own office! And I’m even getting an assistant!” exclaiming, you sat with him and poured the wine.

he smiled at you and kissed your head. “That’s amazing, sweetheart.. I’m so proud of you.” he says as you clinks glasses together and you giggle.

your glass heart feels like either breaking or strengthening after long days, and he makes sure to protect it. and you wouldn’t have your heart race any other way!

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[onlyrains]

[11:34pm]

—t/w: angst, mention of death and alcohol

watching someone slowly lose themselves is probably the last thing you would ask for.

it's been an hour since you noticed jay was in the same room as you. knowing his true nature while watching him hitting on random girls at a bar like this makes your heart ache. this wasn't him at all.

having sudden mind reading power, you knew he was still grieving on his ex—who also your sister—unexpected death. because so were you. that's why you ended up at this bar alone on a weekday night.

from not too far away, you saw him gradually closing the gap between him and the poor girl. they were kissing mindlessly. she even held him so tight, without any sign of wanting to let go soon.

his messy slicked back hair was still as beautiful as ever. you always praised him for his looks and fashion choices since you used to see him around your house almost everyday. but tonight, seeing him with his collar sticking out, rolled up sleeve, and smirk plastered on his lips was really something. it was new to you.

you turned around and chugged your drink. you just realized losing someone could cause a huge impact like this.

a moment later, you overhear him, “can i call you her name?”

you turned. your heart almost sank then you see her palm going so fast to slap him with all her guts.

he froze before standing up. he nodded a few times as a sign that he understood the situation—without a significant change in his expression. “okay, okay.” he said, raising both hands.

so he walked in your direction.

you turned to face the bar, pretended to be busy ordering a new drink with the bartender.

“a whisky, please,” he ordered, taking a seat next to you. you held your breath when his perfume hit your nose, bringing back memories you didn't want to remember.

“hi?” he greeted, like nothing just happened to him a few seconds ago.

“hi?” you replied with the same tone.

“eh? you do really look like her.” his hazy eyes stared at you deeply. you watched him place his head on the bar.

he scoffed. “sorry, maybe it's the hallucination again.” he laughed, probably for expecting another slap.

but you laughed with him, for silently wanting to hug him while he didn't recognize you.

“you still refuse to believe we've lost her.” you mumbled, head bowed weakly so he didn't hear you.

“are you okay?” he asked.

you glanced, only to met his eagle eyes.

“i'm not.”

“ah, c'mon. let's have some fun then.” he stood up and offer his hand for you to take.

you looked up at him. “'m sorry?”

“dance with me.”

you bit your inner lip, contemplating the nice offer before finishing your newly-served drink. you thought you just need to be as drunk as him to do this.

“okay.” you held his rough hand to let him led you to the dance floor.

you were melted with the background music for a moment and let your body moved the way they want it. jay, on the other hand, busy to maintained his eyes at yours. his hand wandered around your back before finally took its place on your waist.

“aren't your head spinning?” oh, you used to ask your sister that question too. you held your sweated fist tightly.

he smiled. “a little.” he paused. “where did you know that?”

you frowned, feeling the palpitation in your chest. “uh?”

“the 'head spinning' question. how do you know?”

“is that something i supposed to know? it's just you look so wasted? i don't know, just wondering,”

he lets out a soft chuckle, “thank you. that's make me feel better,”

your knees almost lost its strength.

“do i know you?” he asked again.

“no, you don't.”

“but you do really sound like her.”

“am i?”

“…can i ask you something?”

you nodded hesitantly.

“can i call you her name?”

a single tear dropped from your eye.

“yes.”

you swore you never seen him with this wide smile before.

a/n: sorry if this too angsty. its inspired by a song <iykyk> and i barely awake when i wrote this so please bear with me ><

[lqvsjy]

06:18 PM, jay park. ┈ timestamp, fluff

jay observed as the sun began its descent on the summer night, casting a warm glow over the bustling outdoor shopping center. you enthusiastically sifted through the racks of clothes, alight with excitement.

your boyfriend trailed behind, a fond smile on his face despite his arms being burdened by shopping bags.

a gentle breeze rustles through the air, carrying the scent of summer flowers, creating the perfect atmosphere for their shopping trip.

the fading sunlight painted the sky in soft hues, adding a touch of serenity to the bustling surroundings. jay couldn’t help but admire you in the warm light, your eyes shining with anticipation as you found clothes you liked.

hand in hand, you both strolled through the lively mall, enjoying each others company.

“you didn’t have to do this, y’know?” you looked up at him with a smile. “i know, but i wanted to.”

as he playfully pinches one of your cheeks, you can’t help but feel warmth rise to your cheeks. “where to next, baby?” he waits for you to lead the way to the next store.

you hurriedly begin to skip towards a stationary store across the street, jay watching you with a fond smile.

© lqvsjy, 2024

[mimikittysblog]

♡ 22:50 ♡

Pairing: Boyfriend! Jay x Female! Reader

Genre: Fluffy smut

Warnings: ⚠️MDNI⚠️ Cockwarming, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it yo!), very slight breeding kink, mentions of multiple rounds. Let me know if I miss anything!

Tagging: @hello-stranger24 @tfwheeseung

A/N: omg my very first smut asdfgjkl I hope you guys still like this!

.✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ✧.

While it was summer, it has been raining quite a lot. So it was probably why tonight was pretty cold.

However that wasn’t a problem for you and your lovely boyfriend.

You two always knew how to warm each other up.

Wether it be from sweet hugs and kisses that warm your hearts, to the rough sex or caring love making you guys do that warm up your physical bodies.

Tonight Jay came home from a particularly tiring day, nothing really happened, his scheduled was just packed and it wore him out quite a bit. He really couldn’t just wait to be back home and with you.

Once he did make it home, you lovingly greeted him with a hug and the dinner you cooked up for him. You both enjoyed the meal and talked about anything and everything.

However you noticed how tired your boyfriend was so when dinner was over, you took his hand and silently led him to the bedroom to treat him right.

You undressed him and yourself and the both of you understood where this was going.

Now here you were straddling him with his length still deep inside of you just silently catching your breaths. He was lovingly playing with your fingers when he finally broke the silence.

“I love you so much.” He said.

“Hmm? So sudden?”

“Oh? I can’t tell you how much I love you?” He said smirking and you just rolled your eyes with a smile. He then held you carefully as he adjusted your positions to be able to sit up against the headboard.

“You okay baby?” He asked and checked up on you as you hissed when he did that.

“Oh I’m fine darling. Just a little sensitive.” You replied as you moved carefully to be even closer to him.

Jay then smiled and nodded, relieved as he didn’t do anything to hurt you. He then reached over to grab his robe that was nearby and put it on you.

The silent loving act causing every fiber of your being to warm up again.

With that you held his face gently and leaned in and kissed him softly and passionately.

“I love you too.” You mumbled into the kiss.

He replied with a hum as he held onto you tighter. Kissing back with just as much passion.

Soon enough the kiss got more heated, both of your tongues now fighting for dominance. However you eventually just let Jay win.

“Jay..” You mumbled as you felt his cock hardening once again.

“You always make me feel so good.” He groaned softly.

“Anything for you.”

You then wrap your arms around him, wanting to be as close as possible to the love of your life as you start to rock your hips against his again. This caused you both to moan into each others mouths.

“Fuck..” He groaned under his breath, causing your cunt to get even wetter than it already was.

He then gripped your ass firmly as he rocked your hips slightly faster. Your moans were gradually getting louder as Jay’s cock started hitting the right places all over again.

“Fuck Jay. Just like that..!” You moaned pulling away from the kiss. You then laid your head on his shoulder, softly sucking on his neck.

This action caused him to groan even louder. He then let out a moan when he felt you clenching on him.

“God baby you feel so fucking good!” He moaned. “Will you take my cum again baby? Hmm?”

“Yes of course. Fuck! God Jay I love your cock. Mm please fill me again?” You pleaded as you pulled away to look into his eyes.

While you both have discussed about children and agreed it’d be better to have them later on in life, you can’t deny that if you were to ever get pregnant now, you two would be fine. And that always brought the both of you great comfort.

“Anything for you.”

In slight desperation the both of you started speeding up your movements. While wanting to savor this moment you both were getting tired. Soon you could feel how Jays cock started to twitch and you knew he was close again. You weren’t that far behind him either.

Jay then pulled you into another kiss, desperate to feel your lips on his.

“Baby cum with me please? Please.” He pleaded against your lips. That was all you needed.

Moaning into the kiss you both had your releases at the same time.

You both continued to rock your hips softly before slowly coming to a stop once your highs were over.

Pulling away from the kiss, you laid your forehead on his trying to catch your breath, silently enjoying the way his soft pants fanned your face.

You then gave him one last kiss before nuzzling into the crook of his neck, letting him do the same.

The both of you continued to sit like this in silence for who knows how long.

No words were really needed for a situation like this.

Jay then pulled away slightly to reach over and give you a bottle of water thats always prepared on the nightstand. You always had a tendency to forget to drink, plus its always convenient for aftercare.

After you drank what you needed, and him drinking some as well after you told him to, he slowly laid himself back down and made you lay down on top of him.

“Let’s just sleep like this okay?”

“Of course love.” You replied and looked up at him.

“I love you so much.”

“I love you too honey.”

“Thank you.” He suddenly said.

“Hmm? For what?”

“Being here. Being with me. Loving me. Just.. everything.”

“You don’t need to be thanking me for that love.”

“But I want to. I’m just.. very grateful.” He explained as he drew soft circles on your back.

“I am too. So thank you baby.” You said as you kissed his chest where his heart should be.

“Anything for you.”

“Huh we say that a lot don’t we?” You giggled.

“Yeah.. I guess we do. Are you complaining though?”

“Of course not. Now go to sleep Jay. You must be exhausted.”

“Alright alright. Anythi-“

“Oh hush!”

He could only laugh before he closed his eyes, held you tighter and almost immediately passed out.

You chuckled softly at your oh so silly boyfriend. Then before you followed him off into dream land, you had a simple last thought,

“I love you so much my dork. Sleep well.”

.✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ✧.

© mimikittysblog 2023

[blue-jisungs]

warnings. alcohol consumption (wine)

[ 7:34pm ] the bittersweet taste lingered on the tip of your tongue, even after swallowing the burgundy beverage.

jay hums and leans to pour some more wine in your glass. you watch him and your heart melts when he stops, knowing exactly how much you want even without wording it out. he remembers.

then he proceeds to fill his glass up and sends you a warm smile, reaching out to intertwine his hand with yours.

staring onto the panoramic view of ever so lively seoul at night, you enjoy the comfortable silence and jay’s reassuring presence.

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[choiwonder]

APRIL 20 . PARK JONGSEONG

tw/cw ༝ 0.7k wc, profanity, very fluffy!!! established relationship, slight teasing, kisses for jay!!!! mwah mwah, uses the pet name sweetheart, soft jongseong hours, happy late birthday jay!!!!!

jay was never the type for birthdays. his excitement dwindled down for each year that swung on by. usually, he’d just buy himself a mini cake or a dozen donuts from krispy kreme as a minor celebration but with you around this time, it seems his plans of another uneventful birthday had gone down the shitter.

since the first day of april, it was the nonstop tormenting of asking what he’d like to do for his birthday, what did he like to eat? did he want any gifts? you were so curious to know but was left with witty responses, simply shrugging off the idea of a plan.

but today was the day. his birthday. waking up this morning, jay expected an empty bedside. you had work and jay demanded various times for you not to take the day off. his eyes are barely open, sighing as he pats all around his bed, searching for his phone in hopes of sending you a good morning text.

however, though it’s never a major occurrence, there are a few things that jay didn’t expect this morning. one: to be burned by a liquid sitting on his vanity that causes him to seethe, “fuck,” he whispers to himself, sitting up from bed rather quickly. two: to see a note in your handwriting, ‘for when you wake up <3 let’s enjoy your day.’ three: a tray filled with breakfast items that were still suspiciously warm.

and last but certainly not least, four: you slipping in the bedroom, with a cake in hand.

he’s truly attempting to collect his thoughts, even blinking to make sure he wasn’t seeing things, “what’re you doing here?”

“it’s your birthday…?” you scoff, tilting your head as if the answer was obvious, “why else would i be here?”

he scratches his scalp, brain still foggy from the early morning, “what happened to work?”

“i requested the day off.”

“…i thought i told you not to do that.”

you roll your eyes, hoping for him to be better spirited rather than acting like the grinch. you ignore his statement, standing closer to the edge of the bed, “make a wish and blow out your candles.”

“i’m not five,” his face scrunches.

“do it.”

“you can’t be serious…”

you look at him, furrowing your brows as you hold the cake up. oh my god, you’re being serious. he huffs, succumbing to your command. aiding in holding the dessert up, his lips form into an ‘o’ but you cover his mouth.

“make a wish first.” why? he almost dares to ask but sees the threatening look in your eyes, giving up in retaliation.

“oh my god, i hate you,” he closes his eyes for a few seconds, making a wish just like you asked.

“now blow.”

and he does, earning a light ‘yay’ from you.

“good boy,” you grin, squeezing his cheek, ignoring the fact he pushes your hand away, “see? that wasn’t so hard. what’d you wish for?” you set the cake beside the tray, crawling over him to lay on your side of the bed.

“for you to kiss my ass,” he answers swiftly.

he was hopeless but you stuck by his side nevertheless. rolling your eyes, you point at the food tray, “eat your food.”

“are you my mom?”

you pinch his thigh, ignoring the hiss he makes, “i made it for you! eat it.”

“jesus christ,” he pulls the tray from the vanity, settling it over his lap.

the first item he reached for was the bacon. with one delicious bite, leads to multiple, jay silently eating the entirety of the dish you make.

he may complain about your actions and what you say but moments like these where he basks in what you’ve done for him, he understands why he wants to be with you.

“good?” you tilt your head, eyes focusing on him drinking the coffee.

jay hums, setting the tray back on the vanity. he turns, hand cupping your cheek, thumb pacing back and forth on the skin, “thank you,” he mouths, initially settling for a small peck but couldn’t help the movement his lips made against yours.

it’s warm and smooth — just like the coffee you made. it’s difficult to not smile against his scarred lip, straddling his lap when he pulls you closer to him. it’s unfortunate, but jay takes a breath, bowing his head to rest it against your chest. you coarse your fingers through his hair, kissing the middle of his scalp, “happy birthday, jay.”

“thank you, sweetheart… i mean it.”

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[nar-nia]

8:05 p.m

word count: 1.4 k

warnings: nudity (nothing explicit, but they do take a bath together. it's sweet, i promise.)

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"So, what do you think?" Jay looked expectantly at you, a nervous expression grazing his face.

"How do I put this…" you murmured, a small smile on your face. "Your dinner was amazing."

"But?"

"But we both smell like onions and it's driving me insane."

Jay stared at you for a second, before his body was shaking with laughter. It took him a while to calm down again, his hands wiping away some tears that had found their way over his face.

"If that's all. We should probably take a shower," he grinned, but was only met with a groan.

"But I don't want toooo."

"Not even when it's with me? I'm hurt, y/n."

"Okay, pick-me. Deal with it."

"Pick me?" Jays brows were furrowed. "I'm at least a nice guy. If not more."

Now it was your turn to giggle, your head buried in your hands- that also smelled like onions, by the way. "I don't think you realize what this means."

"Why does everything have to have a secret meaning anyway? I am nice, it shouldn't mean anything bad," Jay huffed before he pushed himself up to place your now empty plates in the sink. You were watching him in silence, contemplating if you should even say something, but you couldn't resist.

"Okay, grandpa."

"Grandpa?" Jay spun around, his eyes fixated on you as he came closer. "Could a grandpa do this?"

"Hey!" You squealed when his hands were suddenly under your legs, lifting you up in a quick motion. "What are you doing?"

Jay grinned at you, his feet confidently moving you towards the stairs and carrying you upwards. "This grandpa just wants to help his… sugarbaby out. You wanted to get rid of this smell, didn't you?"

"Sugarbaby?" you whined. "In what world?"

"I cooked for you, remember?" He winked, causing you to blush in an instant. He was right.

"Well- I helped! And as a thanks I smell like onions now."

"And I will help with that."

"How. And let me down!"

Jay chuckled, his hands keeping a tight grip on your body while you tried to kick him with his legs - with little success. He just kept holding you like this, an open laugh on his face. One you would have considered beautiful if he didn't currently hold you captive in his arms.

The two of you entered the bathroom where Jay sat you down on top of the washing machine, his eyes scanning you.

"You're really pretty, you know."

"Thank you," you mumbled, a deep red blush spreading on your face. "You're very handsome yourself."

"Thank you." Jay winked before he turned back to the bathtub, moving around so it started getting filled with water. "But this is about you right now so accept my compliment."

"So bossy," you grinned. "Yes, sir!"

"No more nicknames today." Jay had turned around again, pressing a quick kiss onto your lips, before he tapped onto your arms. "Hold them up for me please."

You blushed but complied, letting Jay pull your shirt up before he tossed it to the side.

“Is that okay with you?”

You nodded, letting him undress you fully before he picked you up again and carefully sat you down in the bathtub. You couldn’t stop blushing, unsure if you wanted to hide from your boyfriend right now or ask him to join you. Watching Jay testing the water temperature made you settle on the latter, now you being the one tapping his arm.

“You smell like onions too,” you mumbled, not really knowing how to bring this up.

“I’ll just take a bath after you, don’t worry.” Oh.

“I’m not worried,” you mumbled. “You should join me.”

Jay froze for a second, eyes focused on you. “Would you be okay with that?”

You nodded, your hand softly squeezing his. “I would like that a lot.”

Jay smiled, quickly undressing too while you made some space in the tub for him to sit. You felt him joining more than you saw it, suddenly feeling too embarrassed to look, with the water splashing around you when he sat down right behind you.

“Are you okay? Want me to get out again?”

“No!” Your head whipped around to look at him. “No, I like this. Sorry.”

“You seem a bit nervous.” Jays hand went up to move a loose strand of hair behind your ear, his fingers resting on your chin. “Talk to me, love.”

“I just feel shy. But I like this.”

Jay nodded. “Anything I can do to help with that?”

You thought about it for a second, but then shook your head. “I think I just need a minute to get used to it.”

“Take your time.” Jay smiled, his hand running through your hair now, his eyes looking like he was thinking about something. “Do you want me to wash your hair?”

You moved forward to quickly kiss him before you turned back around to lean against his chest. “You’re the sweetest. I would love that.”

“Me too” You could hear the smile in Jays voice, feeling his body move slightly when he grabbed the shampoo bottle from the side of the tub. You also felt a bunch of water running over your hair down your back, making you shiver slightly.

You closed your eyes, senses focusing on the feeling of Jays hands giving you a little massage and the smell of the shampoo – it was your favorite. It was a peaceful atmosphere, and you felt yourself more and more relaxing.

“Sorry,” Jay mumbled, his finger soflty running through your hair again before he applied the shampoo. “Was that cold?”

You hummed. “But it’s okay, don’t worry.”

“I have to wash it off again, tell me if it gets too cold please.” Jays voice was quiet, adapting to the calming ambience around you.

You nodded, trying to brace yourself as Jay collected some water in his hands to let it run over your hair again. This time it already felt warmer, not bothering you as he repeated this action a few times to get rid of all the shampoo.

“Want me to do it again? Make sure to get rid of the smell?”

“Please do.” You felt a quick kiss against your cheek before Jay repeated his actions, making sure your hair really was left smelling like your shampoo and not onions. You loved it.

“Should I wash your hair too?” you asked after a while, head resting on Jays shoulder so you could look up to him.

“No, it’s okay. I enjoyed this a lot – and I think I smell like your shampoo now anyway.”

“Hmm, you smell good,” you smiled. “I could just doze off like this.”

“Not in a bathtub.” Jay chuckled, lifting his shoulder so you had to move your head away. “Let’s get you out of here and into bed.”

Your eyes followed him when he got out of the tub, grabbing bathrobes for the two of you. “What did I do to deserve you?”

“Now,” you pouted. “I don’t want to sleep yet.”

“Then I’ll carry you to the couch.”

“I guess you were just really lucky.”

“Pff.” You splashed some water into his direction but missing him as he hid behind one of the bathrobes. “Don’t be so smug.”

“Sorryyy,” he grinned, holding the bathrobe up so you could comfortably slip into it, and picking you up to sit you on the washing machine again. You felt yourself blushing more when he just stood there for a bit, staring at you without saying a word. You were starting to feel shy again, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Quite the opposite actually, you were enjoying the atmosphere in the room.

“Taking a bath with me? That requires a lot of trust, and I’m happy that you have this trust in me.”

“Thank you for trusting me with this,” Jay said after a while.

“What do you mean?”

“You’re so perfect. Wow.” You didn’t know what to say, so you just pulled him closer towards you, your hand placed on the back of his hair to pull him into a kiss. “I trust you a lot, Jay. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

The mood suddenly shifted, turning into a much sweeter one, one that filled you with so much love for your boyfriend. You couldn’t suppress a smile when you watched Jay grabbing the hairdryer, his hands wandering back to your hair to dry it. You just smiled and stared at him in adoration, completely mesmerized by his small actions today.

~~~

i hope you enjoyed <33 i got very insecure if i should even write this but it turned out so sweet that i thought i would give it a try. please tell me your opinions!

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teething | jp

➸ word count; 445 words

➸ sam; aged 6 months

➸ warning(s); none but jay gets bit lol

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It all started with the crying.

Sam was generally quite a chilled baby, he cried often during the night but was fairly happy in the daytime.

When he was around six months, it was relentless. He cried constantly, wailing for hours at a time. 

‘Why is he drooling so much?’ Jay dabs at his chin with a cloth, but it’s a futile effort.

‘Maybe he’s getting sick?’ you theorise, ‘would explain why he’s so moody.’

His irritability is exemplified when he shrieks and waves his arms around.

‘Hey, settle down little man,’ Jay holds his back to keep him in place. 

When Jay resumes wiping away drool, he wipes downwards, Sam’s lip jutting out and revealing his gums.

‘Oh!’ Jay exclaims. 

‘What?’

‘I think he’s getting teeth.’

‘Really?’ you get up, swiftly walking over, gently pulling Sam’s lip down. 

Sure enough, the area where his bottom teeth would be are red and tender.

You and Jay exchange a look.

‘Well that explains why he’s so cranky,’ Jay frowns, ‘he needs to stop growing up.’

A few weeks later, you and Jay are going through it.

Getting Sam to eat can be a challenge at times, he cries and struggles to sleep at night. Eventually when you feed he starts to nibble a bit which prompts a shop for teething toys. 

Sam loves the toys, you and Jay always keep one on you at all times, especially when out and about. The members tease Jay for the bright teething ring attached to his bag like a keychain, but he doesn’t pay any mind.

One evening, you’re on the couch having just fed Sam, while Jay is stood up finishing up burping him and rocking him to sleep.

‘Ow!’ Jay suddenly yelps.

‘Are you alright?’ you ask, surprised at the abrupt reaction.

‘Fucking hell-‘

‘Jay Park!’

‘I’m sorry but,’ he tries to separate Sam from his shoulder, ‘he’s chewing me.’

You’re silent for a moment, before you start chuckling.

‘This isn’t funny!’ Jay splutters, ‘it hurts!’

‘Now you know how it feels when he’s chomping down on me.’

‘Jesus, he’s like a velociraptor,’ Jay lays him in his arms, ‘you’ve got some seriously sharp teeth, Sammy.’

‘He thinks you’re a giant teething toy.’

‘Well, that’s where you’re wrong little man,’ Jay feigns a stern tone, ‘we only bite actual teething toys.’

Sam begins to fuss at the lack of something to chew on, so Jay playfully rolls his eyes and reaches for the nearest teething ring.

‘Okay diva,’ Jay gives him the toy, and starts rocking him gently again.

You spend the rest of the evening giggling every time Jay rubs and grimaces at his sore shoulder. 

[jpnriikicore]

── spider-boy man*

paring visualarts!college!spider-man!ni-ki x journalist!intern!reader, word count 695, genre fluff, ( masterlist )

nishimura riki, you’ve seen him around campus before. even attending a few classes together. the only interaction you’ve had before was him wanting to borrow a pencil that you never got back and when he asked to copy your notes. he normally was alone with a quiet demeanor. not wanting to draw much attention to himself. you have observed that he wore headphones on a daily and had a knack for drawing the most exquisite alluring drawings during class instead of paying attention to the professor. he was incredibly talent in that department. visual arts major was the right choice for him. you knew one day the art would be hung in museums and sold for thousands of dollars - even millions. one day he’s art would have glass around the painting to protect and preserve the beauty.

you’re currently stuck in a predicament. you would typically go up the stairs, but it was blocked off as constructors were redoing the stairs to become more stable as the original ones were placed were just temporary. you didn’t dislike elevators, you hated them. you have a rational fear of them.

as it was the only option to speak to your peers about your latest journalism piece that was published on spider-man. you pushed the button for the elevator. your mary jane’s nervously clicking on the marble floor as you bounced your leg up and down. your teeth nibbling at your bottom lip out of nervousness. attempting to prepare yourself for your peer's constructive criticism. you became an intern after you got good word from a close friend, yang jungwon. once the doors opened you stepped in hitting the button to lift you to the sixth floor.

a fateful afternoon, as riki swung through the cityscape of seoul, you find yourself in a perilous situation, trapped high above the city streets in a malfunctioning elevator that was bound to fall with the cord thinner every second.

racing to the scene, he found that it was you that is the one in danger. tears willed in your eyes and panic is written all over your features. you’ve made yourself as small as possible and shoved over in a corner of the elevator. he never wanted to see you in that kind of situation ever again. after overhearing a conversation with your friend, mei, he knew you didn’t do good with elevators always purposely avoiding them as much as you possibly can afraid to be in the position you are currently in. without hesitation, riki swung into action, and his familiar red and blue suit through the glass doors have you a sense of hope. with his quick thinking and web-slinging skills, his spider-sense guiding his every move as he forces the doors in opposite directions with his strength getting an opening enough to slide in the elevator shaft. he shot out a web forcing you to stumble closer to him with a yelp. his arm wraps around your waist for stability as free falls with you clinging onto him. he smiles underneath his mask with butterflies fluttering in his stomach at the mere fact he had the girl he’s been pinning over so close to him.

after gently setting you down on solid ground, he checks to make sure you're okay, his voice filled with concern. his fingertips lifting your arm to ensure that you didn’t get injured. his hand rests on your shoulder as he ducks his head down to have his eyes meeting yours through the lenses of his mask.

"are you alright?" he asks, his heroism leaving you in awe. you nodded your head in response still shaken up about the whole ordeal.

his hands work on lifting his mask a little above his nose. the mole on his chin is strikingly similar. riki introduced himself with a reassuring boxy smile. grateful for his bravery, you thanked him and bowed at a fifteen degree profusely.

you’ve had your suspicions that nishimura riki was spider-man with all of the occasional disappearances and peculiar excuses of why he was late to classes. now you’re the only one protecting his secret identity and double life.

© JPNRIIKICORE, 2024

[io6nha]

texts (and posts) with bf!jay

ぬ̳ ‣ PAIRING ♡% !ㅤㅤbf ! jay x gf ! reader

ぬ̳ ‣ GENRE ♡% !ㅤㅤteeth rotting fluff, non idol au, college au, established relationship

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[en-whims]

[ 9:00 AM ] jay woke up finding your side of the bed empty. he sluggishly strode down the stairs while following the muffled voices that seemed to be resonating from the living room. he found you sitting across jake who happened to be around the neighborhood walking layla and decided to make a quick visit by your house.

“good morning to you too.” jake greeted but his half-awake friend only has his attention on your slouched figure. he slowly slid himself on the couch and comfortably rested his head on your lap before closing his eyes again.

“is he always like this?” jake wondered. your voices started to drift away like a hazy dream as jay slowly dozed back to neverland the moment your fingers brushed against his smooth locks, softly stroking his hair like a sleeping cat. “boy just craves early morning cuddles.”

[haoreo]

[12:48AM]

“if a giraffe were to wear a bow tie, would he wear it on the base of his neck or at the top?” you asked, your voice piercing through the darkness of your shared bedroom with jay.

“love. please, can we go to sleep?” jay grumbled in reply.

immediately, you turned to look at jay. looking at his tired features, you felt guilty, though you couldn’t really help that you had such a hard time sleeping.

“well how about a dog. how would a dog wear pants?” you asked, genuinely curious for his opinion.

jay replied with silence, because maybe you would surrender if you thought he fell asleep already.

but of course you didn’t!

“loooove, i know you’re still awake” you whined, snuggling into his neck.

“if i give you one kiss, will you go to sleep?” his voice muffled in your hair.

“higher,” you teased as you look into his eyes.

“three kisses,” he offered.

“five, final answer,” you said in triumph.

“okay,” he mumbled as he reached for your face.

first your forehead. then one on each cheek. then your chin, weirdly enough.

with the last one on your lips of course, lasting longer than the others.