#jay x readejay imagines

[koishua]

00ᘜ — rainy days.

notes fluff + starring heeseung, jay, jake, sunghoon (taglist application)

ᘜ... 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆

having him all to yourself this weekend is a generous gift from management. not a single schedule to attend to in sight for a whole three days? absolutely unforseen, very welcome regardless. the lack of practice and responsibility feels odd— a good sort of odd, heeseung thinks— especially at the height of the group's career, so a good, brief reset had been a long time coming.

the rain pelts down viciously into the earth behind the four walls he calls home and he's safe, you playing with his unstyled hair in bed while watching the newest episode of your favourite drama, giving amusing commentary every once in a while (to which he always has to laugh at, because he's never seen you this horrified by the events unfolding on screen).

ᘜ... 𝐉𝐀𝐘

tonight's dinner is served by chef jay, yet again. neither you nor he complain (how could he? when all else is left behind and you're sitting on the stool by the counter before him, eyes lit up with joy at the delicious smell wafting throughout your little home together, content with spending time with him of all people?) and that's how it always goes.

he rests his chin in the palm of his hands, elbows resting on the counter as he watches you try out his newly developed recipe. the soft melodies from a vinyl record accompanies the calming lull of the rain shower outside. this is peace, jay thinks before his fingers delicately pick up his own utensils. the food is warm and comforting, much like your embrace.

ᘜ... 𝐉𝐀𝐊𝐄

there's nothing much to do in a weather like this, you state, though jake begs to differ. what could have been a comfortable time hanging out with your favourite person in the world inside is now flipped upside down by him running into the street with a very apparent lack of an umbrella in his hand— of course, you have to be the one to run after him in exasperation (that's a lie, it's more amusement that runs through your head).

there's no time like the present, however, so when he looks back at you with a triumphant grin, you have no choice but to savour the cold rain on your skin and the warmth spreading from your beating chest. jake jumps at the clap of thunder and runs to hold you close to him, arms encasing you with seemingly all of the love he could collect from the world.

ᘜ... 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍

lightning strikes somewhere in the distance the moment he wakes up and realizes he's alone in bed. much like the storm raging outside, there is a panic brewing in the depths of his stomach when he stumbles around in the dark to find the door handle, bursting into the living room where his eyes land on your frozen figure.

a laugh bubbles out of him as his limbs begin to feel like rubber again. you stare like a deer caught in headlights until he throws himself on the couch, looking eager to see how far along you've progressed with the choreo he'd challenged you to learn this morning. you quickly turn off the tv screen displaying their dance practice video and throw a pillow at his smug expression (sunghoon eats it to his face quite ungracefully with a gleeful cackle, the panic long forgotten).

! © 𝗞𝗢𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗨𝗔 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰, 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗦 𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗩𝗘𝗗.