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msiopao · 4 years ago

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Apartment 205

a/n: happy one direction 10 year anniversary!!

a/n2: this could be seen as a separate imagine but you can also think of this as a part 2 of 11 o’clock! also a request so request if you want more of these! :D

pairing: jaehyun (nct) x college!reader

summary: true happiness is waking up next to the love of your life and spending the morning just drowning in his love

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it was surprising, honestly, at how late you slept in.

the alarm was coincidentally turned off and it looked like it wasn’t even set in the first place but you knew better and thought Jaehyun took it upon himself to turn off that dastardly thing. it was a yellow, old alarm clock that could’ve been found in your teenage mother’s nightstand as you refused to use your phone, soaking in and feeding your obsession with the vintage aesthetic.

the boy only hated it because of the loud ringing sound he has come accustomed to since you were, unfortunately, a struggling college student who is drowning in student debt, and the only way to swim ashore was to haul your caboose out of bed and into the coffee shop where you worked.

thank god for your wise decision to take afternoon classes.

however, today was a Sunday and that meant no school for you and your shift starts at 2 pm so you were allowed to actually sleep in to your heart’s desire. usually, you woke up at around 7 without an alarm clock but if Jae was sleeping next to you, you could easily slip into a 36-hour coma, no bathroom breaks in between.

but this time, it was only around 12 hours since you went to bed late last night.

slightly uncoordinated due to just waking up, your eyes flittered all over the place to remember who you were, where you were, and why you were here. slowly everything pieced together when you found the polaroids stuck on to your wall, remembering who you were and who was currently spooning you from behind. you sighed softly, blinking a few more times to get rid of sleep and was about to reach over for the silent clock when the arms around you tightened. his hand remained on top of your hipbone and you settled back on the bed.

the rough calloused hands of your beloved.

they were bumpy and the colorful bruises that littered all over the soft porcelain skin made you run your fingers above them, feather-like touches that made him twitch.

your fingers started fiddling with his own and despite still being asleep, his own started moving and were gladly accepting the love-filled touches that intertwined with his.

the rain has stopped beating your windows, instead letting the sunrays seep into the room through the thin slivers in between the curtains. sounds of birds chirping and the mewls of the cat that your neighbor owned echoed throughout your bedroom and the tired groans of Jaehyun bounced off the white walls. he was slowly waking up and a smile crept onto his tired face at the feeling of you playing with his hands but when he opened his eyes and found your back instead of your face, a frown replaced it.

“babe?” he croaked and you turned your head slightly, him seeing only your cheek.

“hm?”

“turn around! i want to see you!” he whined.

you giggled because this was such a common occurrence during your mornings together. although Jaehyun was already so affectionate, it increases to its maximum level when he was tired, sleepy, and overall-soft.

complying, you shifted around so you were laying on your side and facing him, slightly gasping at the adorable sight in front of you. yes, you’ve woken up next to each other countless times but it never fails to surprise you of how cute this man was.

“good morning, my little dumpling.” the nickname made a drowsy grin appear on his face and you giggled, inching closer to burrow your face into his sweater-clad chest and breathing in his natural sugar cookie smell.

“y/nnn,” he complained at the cheesy name but he would give anything to stay here in bed with you, at 11:30 in the morning on a Sunday.

you looked up at him to cup his puffed up face, “but baby, look! you’re so cute! like a little meat bun! my dumpling!”

jaehyun continued to pout but the longer he stared at your cooing grin, he broke into a smile and hugged you tighter close to him, as if you were going to disappear like the rain, before rolling you over so you were lying on top of him, on his chest.

“noo!! i want to be a man! i don’t want to be cute, i want to be handsome! sexy!” you threw your head back with a hearty laugh and scrunched your nose after seeing his furrowed eyebrows.

“no! i like you better if you’re cute! then that would ward off all the women who want you!” you childishly reasoned.

jaehyun softly flicked your forehead but you, being dramatic, winced and let out a noise of hurt. “czennies like me more if i’m cute. so that reason is invalid, debunked!”

“so if i take a picture of you right now and compare you with your stage presence to now, you’re saying they prefer this?” you challenged and he nodded.

“my czennies like me cute.”

now it was your turn to whine. “ugh, it’s so not fair that you look good either way.”

the heavenly sounds of his giggles made the pout forcefully change into a grin that matched the curve of his lips. you reached behind and lightly tugged on your phone to release it from the charger before you unlocked it and clicked on the camera app. laying it on your pillow in front of you, jaehyun’s confused features were captured into a photo and the light that illuminated from behind him made him look like a real angel.

“jae, baby, look! you’re so cute!” you squealed once you reviewed it. he groggily sat up and looked at the picture, ears turning red by embarrassment and turning into a deeper shade as he scrolled through the other pictures that were of you and him in the past.

from your spot on the bed, he remained hunched and you shuffled up to sit behind him and lightly massage his shoulders to ease some tension from dancing. your eyes flitted to the screen and you leaned over to observe his reaction, which was a soft smile.

the smile that decorated his face combined with the dimples that accompanied them made your heart beat faster and heat traveled to your cheeks. to stifle the squeal from escaping your lips, you hurriedly buried your face into his neck but small giggles and soft kisses was the other way to release the fangirling.

you might be dating the real thing but you’re still his fangirl.

“hm, i don’t remember you taking this picture,” he mused. this garnered your attention to shift back to your phone and you felt that anxiety as if you were just caught doing something bad.

the picture was of him, around 2 weeks ago, just lounging on your couch and reading a book with glasses while the tall lamp illuminated his face rather than the pages of the book.

you hurriedly snatched it and clutched the phone close to your chest to try and hide the other candid pictures you took without him knowing. jaehyun chuckled and made a move to grab it again but you backed away towards the headboard of the bed, giggling and shrieking when he lunged at you and trapped you in his arms.

“don’t be shy, lovely. i want to see more!” you shook your head furiously and got louder as his fingers grazed over your sides, hoping that tickling you would loosen your grip on the device.

“jae! i swear-! stop!” he cackled when he finally found an opening and wrenched the phone from your hands.

he zoomed to the end of the bed and as much as you would like to tackle him, you were so winded that you stayed laying on the bed, panting and trying to catch your breath.

“y/n, darling, lovie, come here for a second,” he softly said and you sighed before hoisting yourself to crawl to him.

jaehyun pointed to the mirror in front of your bed and you understood, knowing he wanted to take mirror selfies with you.

none were those sexy instagram couple pictures you’d see if you looked up that ‘#couplegoals’.

instead, they were filled with jaehyun kissing y/n in the cheek, her doing the same thing to him, soft smiles, mid-laughs that were captured when one of them accidentally clicked the button.

nearly 400 pictures served as evidence of this lazy morning that were filled with the sleepy giggles and laughs from jaehyun and y/n.

not jaehyun from nct.

not y/n from seoul national university.

just jaehyun and y/n from apartment 205.

“jesus, jae. we took more pictures in the span of an hour than we have this past year.” you mumbled as you looked at wacky faces you both had on at the 345th picture.

“it’s worth it. and-” he hesitated.

“hm?” you asked and turned to look at him to see him with those eyes.

the eyes that oozed with love for you.

“it’s not fair that you have all of these pictures of us so i wanted some too,” he stated. “i’m about to go on tour soon and i want to see our memories while i’m away from you.”

if he said that earlier in the morning, you would’ve bursted into tears by the overflowing amount of love you were feeling at this current moment. without a word, you jumped to his lap and wrapped your arms around him, squeezing him and tightly hanging on to him. his arms wrapped itself around your waist and jaehyun snuggled into your neck with his fingers tracing different shapes at your back.

but you were able to cipher some of them.

i love you.

first, in korean, then, in english.

“i love you,” he mumbled. “i love you more than anything in this world. you are the most loved person to ever exist and it’s all from me.”

you giggled at his ear, “hm, i don’t think so. i could rival that with my love for you.”

the teasing tone from your voice made him detach from your neck and look at your smirking face, if possible, squeezing you even more. “not true. i will shower you with as much love as possible everyday and that should add up for you to be the most loved by the end of your lifetime.”

“so, you’ll love me until i die?”

“i will. until the end.”

the gargling of his stomach made you both begrudgingly leave the bed and stumble to the kitchen so you could cook something. initially, you wanted to just order take-out but after jaehyun’s pleadings of cooking bonding time, you gave in.

and you quote, “if we bond more, that counts as me showering you with love so cooking with you allows me to increase my love meter for you.”

he was in charge of making the pancakes while you were tasked with the eggs and the bacon. after living in korea for a while, you have been trying to eat as much western as you could and if it meant cooking it yourself, you would.

the radio that was on top of the counter by the stove filled the silence with the indie artists that were hidden in the korean music industry. their lo-fi hits were constantly played in your apartment and even jaehyun has created a playlist full of the songs you both danced to in the buttcrack of the morning.

your hips moved to the beat as you waited for the bacon to cook and jaehyun’s eyes trailed over to your wiggling form causing him to abandon his whisking to situate behind you. feeling his hands on your waist made you look up and flash him a grin.

he laughed before taking your hand to move you both to the middle of the kitchen where he was able to freely twirl you around and dance with you in his arms. softly singing along, jaehyun managed to make you forget about the burning bacon and focus on the true happiness he was showing right now.

unfortunately, due to his constantly busy schedule, he has forgotten the joy of living his life so he hasn’t been able to be this happy for a while. but the simple moment of you both just dancing and spinning around while stepping on his toes reminded him of why you were the one for him.

you reminded him of happiness.

jaehyun could imagine you both in the future, still dancing and cooking together in the morning, but with a few additions that danced along with you and some being held in your arms, giggling as their parents sang loudly to the songs from the radio.

he couldn’t wait.

oh, he couldn’t wait.

“oh my god, jae! the bacon!”

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