#park jaehyung fanfic

[shibuinni3]

Sonho de Chuveiro

07/05/24; Capa para uso pessoal

Park Jaehyung e Park Sungjin, Day6.

nota: Eu deveria começar a fazer notas? Nao sei. Eu tinha uma ideia muito mais pica na minha cabeça, até porque esse plot eu tenho guardado há uns bons meses, mas... infelizmente eu tive a ideia com o queridíssimo PARK SUNGJIN, que se você ver as canela desse homem é a coisa mais inapropriada existente (e eu precisava de uma foto dele bem praiano, e olha que nem o Jae tá praiano, e ele sempre tá bem pelado... Enfim, só queria comentar esse surto de ódio

[hispinksweater]

hi~

this blog is for my lovely mydays who are delusional enough. will drop short stories that hopefully help us cope with life and keep us sane.

let's all keep on living with gratitude. ~🍀

[kpopchangedme]

The Wingman | Jae

Jae’s late for pick-up at the daycare center and he worries his favourite teacher hates him now... That is, until his son accidentally saves the day.

Protagonists: Park Jaehyung & You (ft. his 4 yo son)

Word Count: 2k

Genre: SFW - Romance - Single Dad - [Drabble 2k]

Prompt: “That’s... Not mine?”

Requested by: @noona-clock, I hope you love this :D

DAY6 | M.list

As soon as his car comes to a halt in the empty parking lot, Jaehyung jumps to run in direction of the rainbow entrance. The gray commercial building, probably dating back to the 60s, would be as boring as it gets if it weren’t from said colourful door. Without slowing down, he pushes in, not even bothering to put on the designed slippers after kicking off his shoes. 

“Bongbong?” He calls in the now empty place, breathless.

“Ahoy, Mr. Park,” you greet, emerging from the office and waving both of your hands his way.

You’re wearing an unusual accessory tonight; a black eyepatch over your right eye and he frowns in worry. Did you hurt yourself? Jae feels even worse now that he sees you’re here. You’re the new daycare teacher, and he finds you adorable. Of course, you’re the one who got stuck here with Jaebong because of him. As if reading his mind, you turn to look at the time on the digital clock above the playground. 7:15PM; it beams, taunting Jae. Ok, he’s never been this late for pick-up before, it’s bad. It’s a Friday night and he’s sure someone like you has better things to do than care for someone else’s son after-hours. You must hate him now.

He rubs his nape nervously. “Hum, it’s just Jae, actually.” It’s overly awkward being called by his last name since you’re around his age. 

“Ahoy, Mr. Just-Jae.” You repeat, smile widening, and he finds himself staring, at a loss of words. What’s with the ‘ahoys’ and the eyepatch? “Your son is around, here somewhere, but you’ll have to fight him first.” 

“I’m sorry to be so late,” confused, he takes a few steps inside the playroom, “I wasn’t supposed to be the o–” 

“ARGH!” A high-pitched scream interrupts his excuses at the same time as something stings his right thigh. “All aboard!” When he looks down, Jae finds his son with a plastic cutlass and a way too large black pirate hat on. He’s standing inside a toy box where he was most probably hiding, waiting to ambush his father.

Oh… That is what’s going on with your eyepatch. The young boy is frowning threateningly, brows furrowed in a grimace mimicking disgust. He’s wearing eyeliner, and large lines are drawn across his face from the same pencil. What is probably meant to be a beard is traced on his chin, and a very impressing mustache is stretching on both sides of Bongbong’s mouth, ending up in curls on his cheeks. Someone should give you a raise for your imaginative makeup skills.

“There he is!” You say, pointing although it’s not obvious already. “Beware!”

“Jesus,” Jae mutters, struggling not to laugh too at this most unexpected sigh. Ultimately he decides to play along: “But... That’s… Not mine?”

“W-Wait what?” He raises his head in time to witness doubt and panic twist your soft features.

“My 4 years old had a lot less facial hair this morning...” He explains, making you laugh in relief. Jae grins, proud of himself, you’re even prettier when you’re laughing at his jokes. “That isn’t my son,” he points to the fierce pirate at his feet.

“I’m sorry, it’s nothing a little soap won’t wash away. We might have taken it a bit too far playin–”

“PIRATES!” Jaebong yells, slashing his leg once more, and this time Jae kneels at the hit, acting wounded. “I am Cap’n Bong, and I give no quarter!” Bongbong squeals when his father counterattacks, caging him for a tickle war. Losing, the boy laughs until he’s practically panting, struggling to say something Jae doesn’t quite catch. When he’s released, he repeats himself awfully serious; “You’re not mommy...”

Instantly, Jae’s smile straightens, remembering the reason why he’s so late. He wasn’t the one supposed to pick his son up at the daycare in the first place. His ex was supposed to spend the long weekend with him, but she called at the last minute saying something came up at work. Jaehyung had to cancel his plans and drop everything. He could’ve called his own family to help, but he didn’t want to burden them… Or for his mother to rant about his ex in front of his son.

“Mommy couldn’t fly back from Japan for the weekend... It’ll be just you and me, little buddy.” Jae glances your way, apologetic for the both of you. “I’m so sorry, daddy came straight from practice as soon as he knew.”

“That’s okay,” the little boy says sternly, dropping his pirate act altogether. He walks away to get rid of his toys and Jae groans, burying his face in hands, disheartened.

He wishes Bongbong wouldn’t be so calm about all this. He’s so used to being let down by people in his life all the damn time, already familiar with rejection. He’s only a child, he should get angry and cry, instead he just takes everything calmly. Jaehyung must damage control every time she screws up. All of this is eventually going to blow up.

“Is your wife away on a business trip?” You innocently ask, voice neutral. Jae notices you’re holding your purse and keys, ready to go out… With the eyepatch. Maybe you really hurt yourself and it wasn’t all for your brief pirating stunt.

“Um, yes... But she’s n–”

“Mommy isn’t daddy’s wifeeee!” Bongbong comes back trotting, grimacing at the apparently unthinkable, “EWWww!”

Your brows shoot up in surprise and Jae makes a weird sound, halfway between a snort and a chuckle at his theatrical ways. He totally got that from his side. “Oh, I’m sorr–”

“It’s alright. We’ve been separated for a long time.” He interrupts to reassure you, eager to move on. “It’s just us; the dream team.” Grabbing his son’s tiny hand, Jae pulls him towards the exit and begins to help putting on his shoes. “Let’s go, little buddy. Your teacher seems to have plans and we’re really lat–”

“I can!” Bongbong whines, snatching away the pricey Nike Air Max his uncle Younghyun got him. Nowadays, he hates whenever someone tries to help, but his father keeps forgetting. “That’s not true. Teacher doesn’t even have a boyfriend!”

Jaehyung bites down his lip as he slips on his own shoes, avoiding looking straight your way. You clear your throat, embarrassed. If Bongbong could score a (partially) toothless 4 years old ‘girlfriend’ on his first day of daycare... Jae is sure a grown woman like you has no problem finding a date on Friday night. Probably with a good man who isn’t a mess, and who doesn’t have to adapt his schedule around his young kid all the damn time. 

“Girls don’t need boyfriends to have plans, Park Jaebong.” You fake-scold, ruffling the little boy’s hair, but he’s too concentrated on the Velcro tapes of his shoes to mind. Jae feels himself go all mushy at the sight. “But he’s right,” you add, clearly for the older Park, “I don’t have any...” As soon as you realise what you just said, your eyes round in dismay. “Plans, I m-mean, not a boyfriend! Euh, I’m not in a hurry… So, you can take your time, it’s really no trouble. As long as you come to pick him up, I’m fine.” Jae’s blood rushes to his brain as his heart begins to beat faster. You’re flustered, but he’s not sure why. Surely it has little to do with him. “But I don’t have one either… A boyfriend I mean…” His mouth opens in confusion at your clarification. “Nevermind, forget I said that.” You hurry to add, wincing before running a hand in your hair to mask your uneasiness. Jae breathes out, trying to make sense of the last 30 seconds. That was unnecessary right? You didn’t have to share that personal information with him.

“Do I get to have ice cream now?” Bongbong asks dryly, totally ignoring the general atmosphere between you two grown-ups. He stands back up to slide his hand into his father’s. Jae is thankful for the distraction, since he has no idea what to do with himself after what you said. The little boy turns to you to explain; “When mommy doesn’t make it, I get ice cream.” 

“Yes.” Jae replies softly, somewhat ashamed to be exposed for bribing his son with sweets. “Anything you want.”

“Double chocolate.” Bongbong says without hesitation when his father holds the door for everyone to get out. 

“Sure, double chocolate,” Jae agrees while you’re locking the daycare doors, “with chocolate sauce...”

“Yeaaaah!” His kid grins pleased with that small win. “Teacher, which flavour do you want?” Jae, who was starting to walk for his car, stops, suddenly frozen still. It seems his son misunderstood since you’re all leaving at the same time, “Buddy, I don’t think–”

“Daddy always eats cookie dough with chips in it…” Bongbong pulls his tongue out, unbothered. “No good!”

“Really?” You laugh and Jaehyung smiles despite himself, gazing at you a little too long. At least until he feels his face warm up, and he has to look elsewhere. You still haven’t moved to get to your own car. Should they walk you, or would that be too weird? “Strawberry ice cream is my favourite.” 

Bongbong’s whole face lights up and he offers you a thumbs up, approving. “Can teacher come with us, daddy? Pleaaaaase…” 

His son tugs at his hand, pleading, and Jae simply stares in awe. He didn’t expect this opportunity at all. “I, euh, I don’t know...” Jaebong’s got game. No wonder he’s the one with a girlfriend. “Do you want to join us for ice cream, Teacher y/n?” He risks, smiling dumbly when he says your actual name. Jae waits for your answer, heart racing as you toy with your keys. Shit, you’re hesitating. You’re probably weirded out by him even asking you that. Shit. Shit. He feels lightheaded, he’s about to make a joke to get out of it.

After an eternity, you choose to smile back, saying softly; “I never say no to ice cream, Mr Park.” Immediately, Bongbong cheers, starting to run for his father’s car without waiting for you two. 

Breathless, Jae hovers, dancing from one foot to the other; “It’s just Jae actually.”

“Jae.” You try, and a shiver runs down his spine. “I’m just y/n.”

“That’s settled then.” He tries to stop smiling by biting his lower lip, but he fails. “There’s only one more thing, y/n…”

“What?” You ask, obviously nervous as you both start walking to join Jaebong. 

“It’s not that I mind,” Jae inhales sharply, “But… Did you hurt your eye or–” You gasp in horror, realising something. “Oh my God!” Taking the pirate eyepatch off too fast, you get the elastic entangled in your hair. “That’s so embarrassing…” you groan, wincing. It must hurt when you pull at it, but in your panic, you don’t seem to mind at all. 

“It’s nothing,” Jae chuckles, choosing to ease you by making fun of himself, “imagine needing your 4-year-old to help you ask–”

“DADDYYYY!” Bongbong interrupts loudly, tugging at the car’s back door in repetition. “IT’S LOCKED!” He ruins the moment. “OPEEEN!”

Jae shuts his eyes, dispirited, and you burst out laughing, bringing a hand to cover your mouth. When you’re done, you roll your eyes at him and he shrugs, unlocking the doors with his remote. Perhaps Bongbong is still a bit too young to have reached his full potential as a wingman after all. One thing is sure though, thanks to him you’re getting ice cream together…

And it sounds like a much more promising Friday night than what Jae could’ve ever hoped for.

DAY6 | M.list

[just-some-random-blogger]

What A Joke

[BLURB XXX]

Day6 Kang Younghyun (Young K, Brian) x Reader + Park Jaehyung (Jae) x Reader Summary: Jae is pretty sure you like Brian. Word Count: <600 Warnings: Major pining, fluff, angst, university au, etc.

Jae has a pick in his mouth. He watches as you fumble with your guitar. Younghyun cackles as you pout and growl at him for messing with your instrument.

Jae knows you like him-- Younghyun. 

You’ve only ever talked to him while practicing with Day6. And since you were only collaborating the entirety of the charity week at your university, this gig would mark your final performance.

Jae snorted as he and the rest of the band warmed up.

Come last performance of this last performance. It was Jae’s favorite song, and so was it yours, apparently. You never really talked about it though, because whenever he would bring it up, or something at all, you’d unenthusiastically reply that you did like the song. There would be awkwardness and you’d scurry off to Younghyun, which would be, like, fine.

Jae got it. You liked Younghyun. Cool. For real.

He’d jump at a chance to get to always talk to his crush-- that is if he HAD a crush at the moment.

But, c’mon, you don’t have to blatantly be cold. I mean you were much warmer to Dowoon. Sungjin. WONPIL! C’mon!

Jae’s way cooler than Wonpil.

The final strum of the guitars sounded.

You turned to Younghyun, gripping the neck of your guitar as he gives you a thumbs up.

Jae blows air out through his mouth and gets of the stage. Jae’s chatting up with Sungjin about the almost mishap on stage when you come around. You speak up. He minds his own business and puts his guitar away, up until Sungjin taps him on the shoulder. “Ya, can’t you hear? Pipsqeak wants to talk to you bro.”

Jae knits his brows as he turns from him to you.

Pipsqueak.

See? Sungjin has a nickname for you.

Jae sighs.

You meet eye to eye. You can’t hold eye contact though. Jae purses his lips in expectation. 

“Wha--”

“Jaehyu--”

You speak at the same time.

You look like a deer caught in headlights. 

“Sorry, what were you saying?” you pipe up after a brief moment. 

“No, no. You wanted to say something.”

You stutter.

Jae turns away to see his four band mates huddled up together, grinning from ear to ear, thumbs raised.

“I...” you finally speak up. Jae holds an annoyed expression but sighs it off when he turns back to you. “I’m really thankful that I was able to perform with you.”

Jae is no longer annoyed. His lips spread into a smile, “Yeah, me too. You’re a great performer.”

You fidget and blush. Jae can’t help but chuckle.

“You’re better though.”

“If you say so.”

“Actually...” you drag on, “the main reason why I wanted to perform with you is not because you guys are the hottest band on campus... but because I like you.”

Jae blinks and pulls his head back. He repeats what he think he heard, “You like Younghyun?”

You look like you saw a ghost and shake your hands rapidly in disagreement. “NO! NO, NO, NO, NO, NO. I said I-- I-- I like you.”

Jae looks at you for a moment.

He tilts his head to the side and then gets it.

He bursts into laughter.

He gets it.

It’s your way of trying to get close to him now. He grabs his knees as he crouches down in laughter.

By the time he straightens up, you’re beet red.

Jae is weirded out by your reaction, so he cautiously says, “Younghyun...” He trails off, wanting to say that he was the one who put you up to this.

But the watery glaze on your eyes made him think otherwise.

“You’re serious?”

But you don’t reply. You never do. And you might never will. You never showed your face to him again after running away that day.

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[kpopjust4u]

Don’t you dare!

Post Date: 6th June 2022 Content: Angst/Smut - Day6 Jae x Reader  WC: 2.3K TW?: DDLG/ Hair Pulling/ Cussing/ Edging/ Masterbating/ Fingering/ Hickeys/ Degration  Request?: Yes 

Masterlist                                    Prompt list

Prompts: 6 - “Try me” 11 - “You’ve pissed me off now” 35 - “Say please”

“What do you have there?” Jae curiously asks, staring down the extremely delicious looking homemade milkshake that you have in your grasp, slowly sipping from as you smle at up at him, wiggling your shoulders happily, “A milkshake,” you reply, all soft. He couldn’t help but scoff at how cute you were trying to act cool, moving closer to you, to try and get a sip of the milkshake but you pull it away from him all defensive, “If you want some, go make your own!” you whine at him, pushing yourself up against the edge of the other side of the couch. His eyes roll to the back of his head, already fed up of your shit as he just wanted to try it, “Fine, be like that then,” he mutters under his breath and you’re content again with your little creation, whilst he just sits there, pouting at you but tries to not make it obvious. 

Without warning, he walks out of the room, bored out of his skull, to try and find something to do himself hoping you’d notice at some point to make effort to bother him, since he’s too stubborn to ask you to do something himself. It’s been a while since he last streamed, so that was his first idea, setting himself ready to go live, grabbing a few snacks and a drink ready for a game binge whilst talking to friends.��It only took a matter of 10 minutes before you realised Jae wasn’t sitting next to you, as you look around briefly, wondering where he may have gone, would he have gone to make his own milkshake? Or would he be pouting to himself at his desk? Suddenly getting all curious, you shuffle to your feet, pulling down your hoodie as you get ready to go on a boyfriend hunt. As you slowly get closer to his little studio, you could hear his little laugh, muffled by the walls and doors in the way. You tip-toe towards the door, taking hold of the door handle before slowly and attentively being quiet to turn it, exposing your boyfriend’s silhouette in front of his monitors, playing a 1st person shooting game, laughing at his friends in chat. 

For minutes, you peep around the door, in hopes he’d realise you’re there, but with no luck, you creep inside the room, silently closing the door behind you as you go to sit in the spare chair, spending minutes there twiddling your thumbs from anticipation that he’s going to notice you at some point, though you just found yourself getting impatient and even more bored as he continued to glue his eyes to the game on the screen. It was time to start pulling some antics out of your sleeve as you creep behind him, putting your hands on his shoulders, making him jump, and receiving a little shout from him as you scare him. You could hear his friends laughing through the headset as you start laughing yourself, clutching your chest, his reaction tickling you as you fall back onto the chair. “You guys didn’t hear anything!” he cries to his friends on the mic before muting himself, slowly turning around in his chair to face you, tears of laughter streaming down your face, “Since when did you come in?!” he cries, pouting, hand still checking for a heartbeat in his chest, “Like 20 minutes ago!” you splutter through laughter, watching his face fall, just adding to your hysterical state. You swear you would be rich with the number of times this guy rolls his eyes, as he quickly unmutes himself to answer his friends who called for him. He took this as a chance to ignore you, purposely this time as he tries to focus on his game once again.

After catching your breath, and attempting to calm down, you weren’t going to put up with him purposely ignoring the fact you were in the room, so it was time to turn it up a notch. How would he react to you teasing him whilst he tries to pay attention to his game? You were so ready to find out the answer as you move your chair closer to him, practically hip-to-hip, receiving a brief evil glare off him as you sit there, playing all innocent, as though you were just interested in what he was playing. Your fingertips trace their way up the arm of his chair, down to his knees, tickling up towards the top of his thigh, as you gently place your hand down, extremely close to his crotch. With disappointment from a lack of reaction, you inch your hand closer, resting it on his crotch this time, as you rest your head on his shoulder. Still, no reaction, so you put your antics on full, piss off Jae mode, as you move your head, adjusting it to be able to comfortably kiss his cheek, trailing it down his neck, licking and sucking on where you knew he liked it the most usually, receiving a hiss from him, muting himself again on the mic before biting at you, “Get off, what are you doing?” you play innocent, looking up at him with puppy eyes as you shuffle closer, but get pushed back on your chair, “You’ve pissed me off now, let me play my game”. A pout forms on your lips as he shrugs, putting his attention back to the screen.

That’s it, you’ve touched a nerve, mission accomplished. However, the reaction you’ve had seemed to have triggered something in you, that craved for him to bite, to get angry, to make you regret pissing him off, tempted to see how much you could do to get him to fuck you, giving in to your antics. Getting up on your feet, you slowly walk to behind him, running your fingers through his hair before pulling it slightly, kissing all up his neck again. Within seconds, you could feel his long and slender fingers reach around to back of your neck, up into your hair to pull your head down next to him, so he could bite your lip before leaving go, pushing you back again a little. Noticing the grin on your face, he adjusts in his seat, a bulge growing in his tracksuit bottoms before he clicks his tongue, “Lads, I have to end the stream early, something came up... Yeah... I’ll speak to you soon, goodnight”. 

For moments, you stood there, shaking a little from being highly turned on by his reactions, but also at the fact you didn’t know what he was thinking or going to do, as he lets out a loud sigh, before turning in his chair to stand up, hovering over and looking down at you, with angry lust in his eyes. You swallow hard, gulping at the sudden feeling of being scared rush through you as you back off a little but he follows you, keeping eye contact. “What the fuck, do you think you’re doing? Playing up like that?” he growls as you nervously giggle, shrugging your shoulders before stiffening up, realising you wanted this as you walk up to him, braving to react like a brat, “I just felt like it~” you sung, as your hands clasp together, falling in front of you as you swayed yourself, innocently, puppy eyes returning to wind him up even more.

“Oh really, that’s how you wanna be? You’re going ot act like a brat huh?” he says softly before turning cold, hand caressing your cheek before moving down to your throat, grabbing it tightly, “Try me”. If you weren’t wet from the events leading up to this, you definitely were as you try to suppress a moan, keeping a smirk plastered on your lips before biting your bottom lip, making him growl at the sight, leaning in, face so close to yours, you could feel his breath gently blowing against your lips. You’re now falling into his trap, his lips millimetres away from yours, giving you the impression as though he was finally going to kiss you, but he pulls away, making you whine. Now the smirk was on his face as he lets go of you, attempting to walk away before you know that all you had to do now was get all bratty on him, “Little bitch” you mutter under your breath, making him turn on his heels, tongue in cheek, “What did you say?” he voices, you knew you were done for now, as he runs his hand up to the back of your head, pulling at your hair once again, pulling your head to the side. “I asked you a question, you better answer it, baby girl,” he voices, as you whimper, trying to keep up the brat facade, but the way he has you is inevitably too much for you to even risk it even more, though you still don’t answer, keeping your lips glued together.

From receiving no answer from you, he picks you up and places you on the table next to him, grip still on your hair as he pulls your head to the side, giving him access to trail kisses down your neck, starting from just behind the ear down, lacking forgiveness as he nips at your skin, sucking harshly, leaving dark purple marks, at least 4 on your neck. These made you whimper, and almost moan but you fight strongly against it, for now. “Fuck, Daddy,” you whimper as your body twitches under the pain from his biting, but it was so pleasurable as you try to put your hand down your shorts, your fingers rubbing circles on your clit, creating more pleasure, sending shivers down your spine. Though that didn’t last long as he notices what you were doing, gripping onto your wrist as he pulls your hand out, licking your fingers before smirking and letting go of his grip on your hair. Instead, he grabs tight onto your hips, bruising them from the tightness of it, as you use both of yours to hold yourself up, welcoming the kisses that he’s trailed up to your lips, tongue fighting for dominance as you finally let out a moan, making him chuckle into the kiss.

With a swift movement, your shorts and panties were removed from around your body, onto the floor. His fingers trail up your legs, tickling your thighs before a hand hovers over your core, as you prepare yourself for the pleasure you thought you were going to receive, his fingers slide up your folds before stopping and his hand is pulled away. You cry in disappointment, “Jae please don’t tease!” but all he could do was laugh at your reaction, tongue in cheek before he whispers in your ear, “Oh now I’m teasing you, it’s a problem huh?” followed by a nibble of your ear lobe. Your hand flies up to pull his head closer to yours, to kiss him, but he resists it, pulling back from the force of your pulling, “If you really want me that bad baby, you’re going to beg for it,” he orders, lips barely brushing against yours as you try to beg for your life to get him to touch you, “Daddy, fuck me!”. He shakes his head in disappointment, “Where did your manners go? Say please!”, you could barely even put words together, you craved him to touch you so bad, it took a lot for you to even concentrate properly, “Daddy, please, please fuck me!”.

The wish you asked for was granted to you as his hand trails back down to your core, as you open your legs wide enough for he had to comfortably fit in between your thighs, and for a finger to tease your clit, gliding through your soaking wet folds as he scoffs to himself, “I’ve barely even touched you, and look at you, so wet, dirty little whore,” you couldn’t even contain yourself, the sensation of his finger rubbing your clit in circles was driving you insane as you buck your hips for something more. It didn’t take long for him to enter a finger, then a second, pushing a third as you cry his name, his fingers curling upwards as he finger fucks you, causing the room to be filled with little whines and moans from you, Jae being very happy with himself for making you into a mess as you cry his name.

It didn’t take long either for the pressure to build up in your stomach as your orgasm comes close, you bite onto Jae’s lip, making out heavily, and sloppily, to get some control as your legs and body start to shake, and his fingers doing all the magic in your cunt as he keeps a steady pace, hitting your g-spot repetitively. With the way it was going, you were going to create a huge mess, and Jae knew this, welcoming it as he encourages you to cum all over his hand, “Come on baby girl, cum for me,” and within seconds, you’re cumming all over his hand, removing his fingers to rub your clit, making you squirm and scream, releasing your juices all over him and the floor before he makes you lick his fingers. The smug look on his face was a sight that you knew well, his cockiness shows through as he teases how you crumble under him, but you wanted more, “No, no more, this is all you’re getting for teasing me so much earlier. Behave like a good girl, and you may get fucked again later”, he says, caressing your cheek as you pout at him, which doesn’t work in your favour this time, as you try to gather yourself together after the experience you’ve just had. Now you know not to test his patience, and to not dare see how far you could push him.

[arson1st]

[gdangitjae]

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“insane” by eric benét ::  ❝there's a girl i dug deep inside you, and that's who i want to meet tonight (i want to meet her). there are places i have never gone; let's visit each and every one before the morning comes.❞

genre: smut (with fragments of fluff) – first time filth

synopsis: ki (from my previous story 'cuffed')'s first time, but not in a… conventional sense? she already knows what to expect… for the most part, and will stop at close to nothing to get it from jae (who's been wanting it for a while). all while attending a lil house party…

warnings: dirty talk, unprotected sex (that's a no-no, condoms please).

DISCLAIMER: I thought this up with a black female in mind. So there will be heavy AAVE (African American Vernacular English) usage, including curse words. Instead of “Y/N”, I will use the name “Ki”. Also, Ki is of legal drinking age and on birth control here.

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ki's a party girl; she loves to eat, drink, and be merry. being around people she cares about means a lot to her, and tonight was no different. she can also be a horny girl, but she never publicly wanted to expose that side of her. however, she's aware that there was never really a reason to show it… at least until now. there was a little more than 180cm worth of motive sitting next to her.

jae is a homebody, and all of his friends (as well as ki's comrades) know that. what everyone doesn't fully know is that ki's the main reason he currently ain't at his own home. even before tonight, there has been speculation that they were really close friends at the very least. whether there were any benefits attached to that was practically unknown.

truthfully, ki and jae have been dating for over a month and a half up to this point, and there's been tension between the two for over six months. after an already heated make out session at the end of their first date, they both silently (and soon after, vocally) vowed to take things a bit slower.

ki wanted to be strategic with the timeline of their relationship, especially since up to now, jae's been her first everything (kiss, date, boyfriend). although, it's pretty difficult when she's almost certain that her pussy is wetter than the pool the two lovers were sitting beside. she was operating in the spirit of 'fuck it,' and unbeknownst to her, jae was beginning to operate similarly.

leaning back on the poolside couch, ki takes a gulp of pineapple soju, relishing in the sweet kick of alcohol. meanwhile, jae just stares at her, focusing in on how ki's mouth wrapped around the rim of the glass bottle. he licks his lips and clears his throat.

"babe," jae starts, his voice taking a moment to catch up to his words leaving his lips, ki noticing how jae's eyes darkened. "can i have a sip?"

"uh yeah, sure babe," ki replies with a smirk that makes jae's heart melt, handing him her bottle. jae then grabs the bottle, both of their eyes still lovingly (and lustfully) glaring at the other. somewhat subconsciously, jae's tongue does a quick flick at the very rim ki's lips had been around for a periodic 20 minutes, before his own lips take over.

ki was a bit surprised at the request to begin with, since jae's not that much of a drinker. with that being known, she's also sure with that hit of alcohol, his face should shrink up or something. instead, he relishes in the same way ki does, complete with the smirk that has ki's heart melting, and bursting into flames at the same time.

this exchange goes on for another couple of minutes, each time a bit more subtly perverted than the last. whether it be jae's tongue sneaking a slow flick on the bottle's rim on the inside, or ki's slow stroke of the bottle… soju had never been so sexual.

by the time the bottle was empty, both jae and ki's lightheaded behinds were an inch apart and in the middle of this shy middle schooler type giggle fit. hands on thighs prelude to lips on lips in a matter of seconds. in between innocent giggles, raunchy kisses instantaneously ensued.

moaning into each other's mouths, jae's moans were a lot more low and calm than ki's ended up sounding. she wanted to believe she was maintaining composure, but she wasn't. she also wanted to believe that jae was losing his composure, but he wasn't. either thought the other was still hot regardless.

while jae's hands took a trip from ki's thighs to her back, ki just rested her hands on the ever-so-present bulge appearing in jae's pants. without even knowing it, her fingers seemed to gently claw around the zipper line of his zipper-less pants. this shifted the atmosphere between them real quick… and jae finally broke composure.

"f-f-fuck," jae breathes out, breaking the kiss as he hums in a higher pitch than before, biting his lip. not looking at ki due to his own personal issues, he trails his hands down to her ass, and pushes her even closer to him. ki had no choice but to climb onto his lap, but she wasn't complaining.

as if to give a preview to her approach on these aforementioned issues, ki whispers in jae's ear. "so hard and ready for me already?"

just those few words sent jae into something along the lines of whiplash. during the past few months, they bared their hearts out to one another, so jae happened to know where ki stood sexually. so to hear that from someone who revealed themselves to be a whole virgin shocked him, to say the least.

jae had a visible blush on him as he responded, "just for you, baby."

ki grins at that response, and jae grins right back, in addition to her beginning to grind on his clothed hard on. he can't help but take positive notice to how his girlfriend's hands glide and grab onto his shirt and neck.

ki can't discern anything except how good she feels, along with the aural movement of water behind her. she makes efforts to look directly at her boyfriend, whose head is leaned back, still grinning with his eyes closed.

after a short while, they're both in a state of bliss, in which they'll both learn rather quickly that for ki, it just means moaning and heavily breathing out profanities. however, for jae, it can sometimes mean not giving a fuck and speaking your mind.

"damn… i wanna fuck you so bad… so fucking bad."

ki, while caught off guard, never turns down conversation, so she immediately replies. "you want that hard dick inside this wet ass pussy, baby?"

the breathiness and inflection of ki's voice sent jae's mind spiraling. "fuck, yes," jae reacts. "i want my tongue… and my fingers… deep inside you too."

"me too, jae," ki moans out, smiling before her head ends up on the cushion of the couch. "oh shit."

now it should be mentioned that they're at a small gathering, with all the other attendees (their aforementioned friends) inside, a good distance away from the poolside after party taking place. jae's lips and tongue feverishly reintroduce themselves to ki's neck, causing ki's hips to buckle upward, a leg wrapped around jae's waist.

"does that feel good to you, baby?" jae asks once he allows himself a moment to breathe.

"yes… more…" ki encourages barely a second before jae resumes sucking on her neck. in an impatient frenzy, ki reaches between both of their bodies and into jae's boxers. the immediate direct hand-to-dick contact had jae almost sinking his teeth into the skin of ki's neck, both of them moaning at each other in response.

"i– fuck," jae draws out, as ki strokes as much cock as she can as it's still stuck in his pants. she attempts to multitask as jae shoves his tongue down her throat.

ki places her free hand around his neck and pushes him away from her to request something of her own: "let me taste you. let me suck your cock."

jae wanted to accept right away, but he also wanted a bit more privacy for all of this. "let's find a bathroom first," he answers in her ear as ki gets up from the couch a bit reluctantly. jae soon follows suit, grabbing her hand, and guides her inside the house.

they couldn't completely dodge their friends speculating and calling out to them on the way to a bathroom though. wonpil was the first to speak on it. "what were you two doing out there?"

"drinking," was ki's brief response, smiling coyly due to the infectious grin wonpil constantly wears.

chris, ki's best friend, was the next to try and interrogate the couple, feeling pretty certain that their bestie was the main one of the two consuming soju in the first place. "where's your bottle at then, ki?"

"up your ass," jae hilariously replies, sending everyone into an uproar of laughter, allowing the two lust-filled rabbits to make a run for it.

poor bottle.

seconds after they reach a guest bathroom upstairs, jae is leaned back against the vanity, with ki's knee on the counter. with an upheaval of tongue sucking, ki resumes grinding on jae's now pulsing cock. the exhaust fan is on, drowning out the vehement moans both are letting out.

"damn, ki," jae takes a second to let out, already a bit shook at how wet and desirable his sweetheart was. kia momentarily slows herself down to a stop as lengthy fingers caress her inner thighs. "you wanna taste me, right?" ki nods eagerly as jae's hands go to the waistline of his pants, pulling them down very slowly. ki mindlessly follows suit, her body lowering until her eyes are level with jae's cock.

"then taste it," jae commanded, a dick of mighty girth and a somewhat lengthier frame staring ki right in her face.

looking up eagerly at her tall boyfriend, ki sees jae's arms tense as his hands go for the nape of her neck. his thumbs resting, caressing, and rubbing circles around the front of her neck. letting out a low, muffled moan, she takes a gulp, pushing her head back a bit as her eyes are back at dick level. after taking in the sight of someone so willing – and something so prepared – ki takes a deep breath.

when she exhales, jae feels it to the point where he lets out a delightful hum, raising his thumbs a little higher on her neck. kia sticks out her tongue and begins to lap at the tip. she hears more humming from above, encouraging her to continue. after flicking the dripping precum into her mouth, she begins sucking on just the tip as a hand wraps around jae's shaft.

with his hands now on her hair, jae tries hard to allow ki to take her time, and not rush himself so deep into her throat that she chokes. it was difficult for the both of them to be so gradual, but both desired to make it last. after a couple minutes, ki finally inches jae further into her mouth, each inch breaking him down.

"your lips feel so fucking good around me… shit…" jae breathes, realizing that his whole cock managed to make it down ki's throat in no time. much to his surprise, she didn't choke. sure, it was in part due to the slow pace of it all, but also because ki had been practicing for quite some time for the real thing.

that would all change in a short while, once ki looks up at jae, cock still lodged down her throat. she sticks out her tongue ever so slightly to lick a bit at his sack. that's how deep inside he was. jae began rocking his hips forward at the sudden physical acknowledgement of his balls, inadvertently causing ki to gag a little.

both ki and jae let out grunts for slightly different reasons. one in pleasure, and another in discomfort. ki grabs jae's wrists and removes his hands from her head so she can lean back some. once jae's hands were clamped to the counter and she's gotten a chance to breathe, she rocks her head back and forth.

slowly increasing in length and speed, it didn't take long for ki to get used to jae. as a matter of fact, it was a bit easier to adjust to his cock than it was to not lose her shit with how turned on he looked and sounded.

all that was heard in between the fan, and ki's slurping, was jae. "yeah, baby… you're doing so good, don't stop."

after a while, ki was sloppily bringing jae to his climax, and jae’s fingers were gripping the granite for dear life. her hands gripped on his waist to keep him steady as she set out to finish her assignment.

“ah! ki– i’m…” jae starts, struggling to speak past any drawn out moans and obscenities.

ki leans back enough for her mouth to release her lover’s cock, in which said lover thrusts into the hand that has taken its place. after gathering her breath, ki’s other hand fondles with jae’s nuts to push him over the edge. all it took after that was one innocent puppy dog look into the taller’s not-even-close-to-innocent gaze for jae to lose it.

with her tongue resting underneath the tip, ki catches most of jae’s warm cum in her mouth. once jae seems close to ready to calm down for a bit, she sucks at the tip for a moment longer.

“baby… please…” jae mutters, both hands on either side of her cheeks to pull her away. once she stands up, they exchange kisses, along with ki’s unexpected surprise. “mm, fuck.”

ki giggles as she swallows her portion of it, in which jae shakes his head in awe. before they can proceed any further, there's a hard knock on the door.

"fuck," the pair spit out underneath their breaths.

"who is it?" ki asks with a tinge of impatience.

"me, hoe." none other than chris.

"chile, there are like, fifteen of us around here. it could've been anybody." ki snarls, doing her absolute damnedest to diminish this.

"true, and there are two of you in this motherfucker specifically." chris confidently states with another knock.

"you nosy fuck!" ki bursts out laughing, jae still trying not to blow his own cover by stifling a chuckle. "what did you hear?"

"jae barely letting out this musical ass moan a minute ago as i came up the stairs." jae's cover: blown. he lets out a hearty laugh as chris audaciously continues. "i'm assuming he came too, huh?"

"bitch!" ki and jae are now doubled over in laughter, leaning on each other for support in more ways than one.

"yep!" jae replies just as boldly. simultaneously, ki blurts out a tiny yelp, feeling a large slap on her ass cheek. "and your girl is next, if you wanna have a look-see."

"fuck outta here!" chris laughs and yells as they storm off, hopefully to find another bathroom.

jae and ki share a couple of 'celebratory' kisses while recovering from that hysterical conversation that just took place. all the while, jae reaches beneath to palm between ki's legs, a finger fondling freely.

ki breaks the kiss and bites her lip in an attempt to keep from moaning unwholesomely in jae's ear, which jae himself visibly disapproves of. "don't hold back," jae advises to ki. "i can feel how you're damn near springing a leak through these clothes, baby."

"i want you to take these clothes off, all of them," ki replies with a bit more urgency than she would care to admit. jae takes it upon himself to change location again by lifting ki up and carrying the both of them to a nearby bedroom. not before she pulls jae's pants back up, stealing a kiss from him afterwards.

jae unlocks the door, and ki opens it. on some military mission type shit, they change roles with an already open bedroom door (as if to give a symbolic foreshadowing of their sexual relationship together). and in much of a militant fashion, clothes are off, hands having already rattled the gates of places their bodies would never show in public.

accompanied by a conversation consisting of mainly moans and groans of satisfaction, ki is pinned to the door by jae's head, tongue completely dove into the pond that is ki's pussy. it only takes a legitimate minute before her legs start shaking. "fuuuuuuuck! j-jae, fuck!"

within seconds, a finger has entered, and both legs have latched themselves onto jae's long back. that one finger is quickly being defeated by that small-yet-mighty tongue practically vibrating right against ki's clit, causing another finger to assist for backup. at this point, ki is panting, and jae is living for it.

with both of them struggling to keep their eyes open due to the immense amount of pleasure, each stolen glance goes straight down their spines. jae wants to speak so badly, but nothing is gonna stop him except an orgasm. yet he's so admittedly turned on by how good ki's getting it that he's unsure who'll peak first.

going from licking to sucking… to licking and sucking, jae is devouring ki's pussy, and ki herself is surprised she's been allowing herself to hold on this long. after a bit, jae retrieves his fingers and leads them to ki's other lips to give her something to suck on… and 'suck on' she does.

it was what she needed to completely release her grip on every bit of her body… except her walls that jae feels tighten ever-so-slightly around his tongue. one long satisfactory moan from him triggers ki to release from there too.

jae changes the angle by raising the both of them completely off the floor with his shoulders, using the wall as leverage. up so high she has to grab at the ceiling for support of her own, ki's legs quiver as she squirts in jae's mouth, an estuary that's all too accepting of what ki is giving him.

it'd be a lie to say that jae didn't want to see what ki could handle right out the gate. ki would also be lying if she denied that she knew this freaky side of jae existed in the first place. they both just gave off this conservative demeanor, even when they're the only two people in the room. they're still the only two in the room, except this time, they're naked and reckless.

"fuck me right now, you son of a bitch," ki grumbles at jae as she is lowered back to earth.

"not if you demand it like that, babygirl," jae playfully teases.

ki was not in the mood to drop her ego to be submissive, despite how fucked out she already felt. "nah, i need that cock," she reiterates presumptuously.

jae just rolls his eyes in an equally cocky manner, sucking on the sweet spot on her neck he's been familiar with for a month now. they both moan when ki unlocks the next level of grinding: atop jae's hard shaft.

ki decides to get him where it could hurt when she pleads again, forcing jae to look at her for added effect. "i'mma leave you to deal with this hard-on yourself… like you've probably been these past couple months when you're not with me."

"you… wouldn't…" jae hesitantly challenges, looking deep into ki's eyes.

ki, trying to hold a gaze with jae's piercing eyes, begins scooting away from the older in the opposite direction of the bed. jae, not having it, picks up ki again, this time directly to the bed. the only thing keeping him remotely sane was her laughing as she was being carried with a substantial amount of barbaric energy.

"you wouldn't," jae emphasizes before kissing down from ki's neck to her hard nipples. she feels the tip rub against her wetness as jae massages her other tit. not having it in her to physically fight, she feels her legs begin to shake again.

"please… fuck… jae, your… inside," ki struggles to formulate a complete sentence, running her hands down jae's sweaty back. using his ass to push his cock inside her, she seems to find the rest of the words. "please fuck me, jae."

"that's my girl," jae assures ki, a tiny line of saliva attached to her chest. pulling her closer to meet him halfway, jae slides inside effortlessly, and rests there for a moment so they both can savor this moment. he also waits for ki to let him know when to continue, as patiently as possible allowing her to slow down her gasping. "you okay, ki?"

"oh fuck yeah, baby," ki breathes out, "you feel even better here."

"it feels even better here," jae pleasurably agrees. "can i go?"

"please…"

in a continued effort to relish in this occasion, jae starts off slow and deep, moaning at the way ki feels around him, at the way she moans a bit different with each of his strokes. "so goddamn tight, baby, shit!"

"do i feel good around you, baby? 'cause you feel so damn… good inside me, i swear." ki blissfully states, encouraging jae to go a little faster.

"you feel so fucking good. oh, ki– fuck."

"j– harder, jae, please!"

ki's wish is jae's command as he gradually begins to pound into her, reserving a bit of caution. ki repeatedly echoes her request, and jae decides to deliver. the volumes of both of their moaning, as well as the slapping of skin on skin ring throughout the room. it then dawns on (and turns on) at least jae that there's a possibility that they're most likely not the only ones in the house that could be hearing this.

as he pulls out and pushes ki closer to the edge of the bed, jae's hand is back around ki's neck, a bit tighter than before. "i'mma make you scream so loud you can be heard from the damn pool, you understand?" jae whispers in ki's ear.

before ki could even fix her mouth to tease jae that she 'would love to see it,' her legs are folded over her shoulders, and he plunges his cock back inside.

"fuck!" ki yells as her beau pulls out til the tip, shoving himself back inside even deeper. "fuck, fuck, fuck, jae… fuck!"

"you like that shit, don't you?" jae cockily asks kia as his cock thrusts in her pussy so deep she can feel his sack slap against her.

ki doesn't even wanna use words anymore, so she just moans and nods. the smile he gives in response before letting a deeply felt moan slip leaves her even more speechless. it arouses jae so much to see ki hurt so good, but not as much as it arouses ki to feel jae reach her g-spot.

"that's it, baby! right t-there! don't stop, don't fucking st–"

jae takes this opportunity to rub her clit, pulling out so she can suck on him some more. her legs finally back down beneath her, she opens her mouth to receive. both knowing that jae has the control, ki (while a bit annoyed at the orgasm denial) expands her throat as jae slides in.

"fuck," jae exhales as he fucks ki's mouth, his knees on either side of her head, his hands holding her head still. soon enough, they both hear ki's mouth taking the length from that horizontal position like a pro. finally able to gain some composure, ki stares at a concentrated jae, awaiting the moment he notices her hungry and well-fed gaze.

when he does, it takes everything to not cum inside her mouth again. he instead pulls out of there, and resumes fucking her cunt, and they both no longer have any fucks to give, other than to each other. jae begins grunting in time with his thrusts, and ki was 'well-fed' with some things to get off her chest.

"my pussy… it's throbbing, please! fuck me! hard– wait, let me ride you, jae! let me bounce on that cock…"

jae pulls out again and gets in the bed beside her, allowing her to climb right on top of him. with his dick firmly inside her, ki quickly falls in love with this position, as she does what she's been doing all night: grinding. she enjoys it so much so that her personally forbidden word gets uttered.

now bouncing on top, jae slaps her on the ass several times before one slap in particular forces her legs together for a minute. "daddy! hnnngh fuck!"

"you fuck with that, babygirl?" jae asks, getting his ego stoked while rubbing a thumb along ki's clit. "you like riding on daddy's cock? huh?"

"yes!" ki can tell that she's close by the way her body keeps buckling with every touch. after a while, she goes back to grinding, with jae's hands leading the way on her ass. ki now believes it's her turn to rub on her nipples, getting a nice workout alternating between each perked tit.

soon, jae tells her to bend over and try to continue riding, which she does. still palming her ass, jae sucks on one tit, looking up at ki with the most innocent look he's given all night. "keep looking at me like that," ki encourages, "and i will cum."

jae lets go of the nipple he was working on with a pop, his eyes softening before he lays ki down and flips her over, fucking her from the side. this might prove to be her second favorite position, as jae drapes one arm across hard nipples, and the other reaches around to switch between ki's neck and pussy. he even goes as far as to lick her earlobe before his deep ass voice makes its presence known. "i bet you can cum without even looking at me."

this turned on ki more than she even recognized because… the confidence! the intensity, and the gentleness in the midst of it all! however, it wasn't an energy she wouldn't attempt to match though, seductively sending jae a wink as she responds. "then make me… daddy…"

jae accepts this challenge by kissing and breathing heavy on her neck, rubbing on her soaked clit, moaning at how deep he's able to be inside of her. ki throws a leg behind one of his to alter the angle, and this power move gets locked in with an arm as jae manages to fuck her even deeper.

both of them feel this aspect in obviously different ways. delightfully different. deliciously different. ki feels all the ways rather quickly, especially with jae softly caressing her inner thigh as lightly as he does.

"fuck, jae," ki moans underneath her breath, beginning to curl up against him. jae feels that and brings them even closer together as he places a couple kisses on her nape, all while still railing into her. the contrast between lower action, and upper coddling quickly brings her to a cap. "oh fuck!"

"are you gonna–"

"yes, baby… i'm so close!"

"me too, baby, me… fucking… too…" jae latches onto ki, going as fast as he possibly can.

"you better not fucking stop!" ki commands.

"you want me to cum inside you?" jae asks, with an understandably concerned tone.

"fuck, yes, I wanna feel your cum… It's okay," ki answers with assurance.

trusting her, jae lets loose, fucking the climax out of the both of them. hearing his moans once again get higher, ki moans out to jae, "cum inside this pussy! give it to me!"

and that was all jae needed to eject his load into her, thus spurring her on. "i'm cumming!"

"cum for me, babe… cum for me, babygirl," jae whispers, riding out his orgasm, as ki does just that, flickering eyes rolling back. feeling a couple of fingers assist in riding out her climax, she squirts again, much to jae's fulfillment.

"holy shit," ki breathes out as jae slows down, but doesn't stop. "jae…"

"mm?" jae replies, face affectionately nuzzled in ki's neck.

"i love you."

"i love you too, ki."

it's definitely not the first time they've said that to each other, but it was inarguably one of their most meaningful exchanges.

jae moans as he pulls out, and without missing a beat, ki positions herself to take his cock in her throat again. bobbing her head with even more determination than before, ki moans rather loudly around her boyfriend's length, feeling his hand on her thighs.

ki leisurely opens her legs, draping one over jae's nape. jae can't help but be amazed at how, despite the lack of experience, ki is already so aware of the situation. a hand stroking his shaft that's not his own distracts him from his thoughts.

"fuck," jae moans under his breath before his mouth revisits ki's love box. ki moans the same thing while continuing to suck jae off. after a while, the sound of footsteps outside the bedroom accompany the lubricious sounds the two are making inside the room.

both ki and jae notice them, but don't bother to acknowledge them as they collaborate to reach yet another orgasmic peak. jae's fingers are deep inside ki, while his tongue periodically laps up her juices. ki takes jae's dick as far down her throat as she can take it.

ki lets out a loud, provocative moan around jae's cock as jae barely lifts her legs over his head, tongue deep in her drenched pussy. her mouth letting go of him completely, ki whimpers while caressing him from the tip to the sack. "yes, daddy… i love it when you lick my pussy, baby," ki moans.

the range of snickering to shocked laughter heard outside the bedroom egging him on even more, jae growls in her heat, and ki is mere moments away from cumming again. noticing her walls getting tight around jae's tongue again, ki starts to grind on jae's face for a second before getting pushed off.

while the both of them were panting, jae gets up, dragging ki's barely trembling legs over the side of the bed. as he opens her legs, they both hear several obnoxious knocks on the door.

"are you fucking–?" jae mutters, annoyed as fuck.

"–kidding me?!" ki whisper screams, also annoyed as she recovers from the shock that caused.

"w-who's there?" jae stammers.

several of their friends (one of them being chris of course) laugh in response, causing jae to shake his head, and ki to roll her eyes.

"more importantly," ki continues on both of their behalves, "what do you want?"

"nothing," alex replies, audibly holding back laughter. "just making sure y'all are okay."

"y'all nosy and childish… i can't with y'all," ki jokes with her buddies… like she isn't butt ass naked positioned to take jae again one way or another.

"i'm just glad my boys have more sense–" jae begins to say with a hint of certitude before another male voice interrupts.

"i wouldn't be too sure about that," brian interjects, causing all parties to burst out laughing.

"bro, fuck off!" jae playfully yells at his friend, chuckling while dipping down to kiss on ki's neck.

collectively deciding that whoever decides to listen is in for a treat of sorts, ki moans dramatically loud. surprisingly, no footsteps are heard. jae teases the tip along the wet folds of ki's pussy, eliciting another moan from her other lips. still, no other movement to be heard from the other side of the door.

the two lovebirds exchange glances at one another, and can't help but laugh at the fact that their friends seem so willing to hear them go at it. and 'go at it' they do. broken moans leave their lips as jae slides back inside, already seeming to have missed this connection. after a few seconds, he lifts ki's legs and wraps them around his waist.

ki begins to rub her own pussy as jae repeatedly slams into it savagely, leaning over to kiss suck face. "oh fuck..! mmm, jae… baby…" ki moans in jae's mouth in between kisses.

as his eyes close and he bites his lip, jae's hands crawl back up to ki's neck, developing a nice, tight grip on it. at this point, ki gets a kick out of jae doing anything with her neck, but this shit right here? ki has just enough sanity to recognize that jae was about to show out for everyone in attendance (the dude was born to perform, after all).

his stroking and his voice gets deeper as he remains parallel over ki. "imagine your friends seeing just how fucked you look right now."

a spattered chorus of "oh my god" – including one from ki herself – arose, followed by laughter from both sides of the door. it's unlikely that anyone there could completely deny how fun this twisted, freaky shit was.

"you're probably so turned on by that, huh baby?" jae inquires, reminding everyone that ki's the only person he's truly focused on.

"maybe…" ki answers a bit bashfully. she couldn't quite get over the fact that her besties are hearing a variant of some of their naughty convos playing out in real life. additionally, this was the way they all find out she was even this damn close to jae in the first place. "yeah, this is kinda hot."

ki hears the giggles from the other side, but jae doesn't seem to. she couldn't really blame him, though; it's kinda hard to hear much over the sounds of being rammed into. she likes to… perform, too, and she's been providing entertainment all night. she gulps – still feeling her lover's fingers massage her neck – before speaking again.

"jae, you could probably nut in this pussy right now, thinking about how your boys can hear you too," ki draws out with such a sensuous smile. "fucking me so deep… and hard…"

the tiny crowd and jae react accordingly. "oh fuck," is jae's response, that same blush from a while ago making yet another adorable appearance.

in an attempt to sound as much like a submissive brat as possible, ki continues with that same drawl. "you're wishing everyone could see me take this dick like a good girl, huh?"

"fuck, ki, shit…" jae's hold on ki's neck gets a little tighter. ki isn't done, though.

"yeah, daddy… fuck your babygirl like no one's watching… but everyone's listening," ki charmingly instructs, grinning at this point.

"damn!" the 'everyone' in question exclaim.

"you're gonna make me cum again," jae confesses as he pulls out, getting ready to surprise everyone, probably including himself. "turn around, on your knees," he commands, slowly stroking his cock.

ki does as she's told, but with a hint of caution in her actions. jae steals a couple of kisses before planting more down her spine. "that feels so fucking good," ki exhales before she feels a hand slap her ass. "mmm…"

"hopefully you like this too," jae expresses as he pulls ki off the bed some, getting on his knees. he then massages her thick cheeks, sneaking in a couple more slaps before spreading them.

"oh, no way, jae…" ki says, looking back at long fingers gripping her ass, as well as jae's face pleading to at least give this a try. "i can't believe this… go 'head."

by the time she faces forward, ki feels jae's tongue peck at her asshole, and she instantly loses all focus. "fuck, fff–!"

jae smiles as he lifts ki back up, holding her by her stomach as he resumes his tongue probing. they both eventually feel her open up, much to ki's shock. she didn't really plan for this part of the 'show', so to speak, but jae has a nice way of working ki up to his level.

"jae, your tongue actually feels good there– oh fu–" ki feels his tongue go deeper with the help of a finger. "ooh shit…"

meanwhile, outside the room, hushed chatter continues amongst the friend group.

"i can't believe we're actually sitting here listening to this."

"i know, but you can tell jae's really getting it in right now."

"ki was really giving him a run for his money for a minute there."

"listen to y'all, sounding like some damn sports commentators."

"wait, hold up… did ki just say 'fingers in her ass'?!"

"bruh, remember how during 'truth or dare', she said she wouldn't want anything near her ass except toilet paper?"

"she sounds like a fucking puppy right now, fam!"

back on the bed, jae managed to pump two fingers in ki's ass already, reducing her to gasps and whimpers, also known as music to jae's ears. "you sound like you're enjoying yourself, babe."

"surprisingly," ki responds. jae's fingers and tongue are just magical like that, but she wanted to explore more. "can you fuck me there?" she asks curiously.

"of course," jae answers as he drags his fingers out, eating her ass out a bit more before getting up. "reach back and jerk me off a bit first."

ki throws her arm behind her back, jae considerately positioning his cock in her hand. she strokes as jae thrusts for a moment. surprising jae yet again (and also possibly confusing the spectators outside), she pauses to spit in her hand, lathering jae as a sort of lubrication.

"you're honestly so damn good, ki," jae moans in her ear as he pulls back. ki smiles as she places a peck on jae's cheek before being told to get up off the bed.

there's a small bench at the foot of the bed that hadn't been used until now. jae sits up, setting his feet on the seat, turning ki around so that the both of them face the door (alternatively facing their friends). god, we're some freaks, ki thinks to herself with a wicked smile on her face.

"remember when i said i'll make you scream so loud?" jae asks as he spreads ki's cheeks again.

"mmhmm," ki responds, back in bratty sub mode. "i also remember thinking that i'd love to see it… i'd still love to see it, sir."

"challenge fucking accepted," jae smirks.

ki lowers herself back onto jae's cock, with jae fully aware that she could never be fully prepared for what's about to happen. hearing ki gasp with every inch turned him on beyond measure. she then tried to ride him from that position, but could barely move.

he didn't wait as long as before, but jae still waited a few seconds before beginning to relentlessly fuck ki from the back of the back. those screams jae had been desiring spilled from her lips.

outside, their friends are startled as fuck, even though some did hear jae say he'll make ki scream. a couple of them take that as a cue to leave, despite the freakiest of the squad attempting to inspire them that it'd be worth it to stick around.

sungjin, one of the ones deciding they'd be better off evacuating, pointed out, "i'll probably hear them elsewhere anyways." a couple of the remaining witnesses agreed.

"fuck yes!" they hear jae cry out.

"holy fuck!!" ki lets out a high-pitched yell, feeling the pain as well as the pleasure, and quickly deciding that she doesn't care about shit else but an orgasm from this position.

jae, however, wanted to try cumming at the same time. so while ki was finally able to ride on those few inches gradually, jae would still thrust upward. eventually, he would reach around and rub ki's slippery pussy, fingers accidentally slipping inside.

"oh my fucking god, i'm– ahh!" ki cries, feeling both holes beginning to release.

"shiiiiiit, me too…" jae shakily moans, halting ki's movements and capturing a nipple in his mouth.

in a bit of a plot twist, most of the comrade gang respectfully leaves, chris included, who had already heard this conclusion two different ways, and needed a restroom to… not really use. by the time the rest of them follow suit, it was already too late.

"cum with me, you filthy slut," jae grunts gravelly in ki's ear.

"cum inside me again, you nasty bastard," ki facetiously retaliates.

drowning in a sea of pleasurable profanity, both events occur, ki's shaking thighs forcing jae's legs to shake.

"wow…" they both breathe out. a moment later, jae helps ki stand up so that he can pull out. staring at the cum beginning to leak out of ki's ass, jae descends from the bed to the bench. "don't hate me," jae says before pinning ki back for one more minute, licking his seed from her asshole.

"oh my god…" ki drones before jae stands up, slightly leaned over to kiss her, and also to return a bit of the surprise like she had earlier.

"you're so good, jae," ki compliments after swallowing, "and you know that shit."

"ki…" jae begins to commend, "i almost find it hard to believe this was your first rodeo, considering whatever the fuck all this was. i hope you know that you know what you're doing."

"well, baby," ki begins to confirm, caressing jae's waist, "you are my first… i've just been studying."

jae laughs, immediately sensing what she meant by that. With his arms locked underneath ki's armpits, he claps. "a+. 4.0 gpa."

it's now ki's turn to laugh, resting her hands on jae's shoulders. jae lets out a brief chuckle with her before embracing his lips with hers.

there are smart speakers in every main room in this house, all synced to the living room. everyone but ki and jae had reassembled in there and decided to execute a congratulatory scheme for them in the form of a song.

who better to do the honors than chris themselves. "alexa, play 'i just had sex' by the lonely island and akon."

if you read this far, just know that you a real (freaky) one! don't forget to click/tap the 'reply' icon at the bottom and let me know what your favorite parts were! any valuable comments or questions are definitely welcome! thank you so much ♡

[etherealyoungk]

Hey if possible could you do a Day6 imagine when you're talking to a member and they confess they like you, even though you're dating another member?

Thank you 💖

anon 😭 let's bring the heartbreak shall we...

written in sungjin's pov:

i was walking to our meeting place, the place we always met up to catch up with each other, the corner café. i was going to meet y/n. we've been friends for a while now and i've always adored her, taken care of her. we've grown, laughed and made a lot of fun memories together. but i only realized my feelings for her when she started dating someone. i found myself being mad and annoyed and jealous specially and it wasn't until i found myself wishing that she was with me instead of him did my feelings come to light. and i felt so stupid, why didn't i realize earlier?

should i tell her or not? i know she's in a relationship right now but how long am i supposed to keep it in? i also didn't want to ruin our friendship. would she feel weird to still be friends with me after i confess? i've been thinking about this all week and it's been weighing me down. even now, whenever i see her, all i can think of how i wish she was with me - i know it's selfish. i actually had a moment of doubt about whether i should meet her today but i still went because i missed her. i wanted to see her, especially her smile, it just makes my heart flip.

i found her sitting at our usual spot, early as always and she waved to me, with a delighted smile on her face. "hey there", i say, sitting down opposite her.

"i already ordered, the usual right?", she asks and i nod.

we talk for a bit and catch up for a while but after while, i kind of zone out because i'm still contemplating about telling her or not.

"hey? you okay?", she asks.

"yeah", i say with a nervous laugh.

"what's up? there's something on your mind right?", she says, reading my mind.

"no-", but she cuts me off by giving me a look and i shrug.

"fine...it's just that...i know that you're in a relationship but", i start, sighing as i look at her, not sure how to say it to her.

"but what?", she perks up, leaning forward.

"i..i like you y/n, i've liked you for a while now but i was too dumb and only realized my feelings for you when you starting dating him. i wasn't going to tell you first but...", i confess softly. she doesn't say anything.

just then she looks out the window. "it's snowing", she says with a small smile. i turned my head to look out and it was snowing, soft, white flecks falling from the sky. we watched the snow fall together, the white flurry pouring down steadily. i realized at i watched the snow that i didn't feel heavy anymore. i would wait for her answer, whether it was a nice one or not, i'm sure we could come to an understanding

[lunnanunna]

I’m the Best

DAY6 Extra Member AU

Summary: [Requested] It’s Parker’s first stream, and Jae’s on it so it’s bound to get loud.

Warning: swearing

Taglist: @hyunmijung @galacticstxrdust @kimonmars @mythicalamphitrite​ @poutypoutybin​ @sunflower-0180​

Let me know if you’d like to be added or removed from a taglist.

A/N: Was taken place before Jae decided to stop streaming. This was requested, which is why I wrote it. Parker, Sam, Lexi, and Bao are written by request, and seeing as I have time this week, send in any requests you have for them. 

Requests are open! Please like, leave a comment, or send an ask. Doing any of these things is one more reason for me to keep writing.

“Okay guys, I’d like to introduce the newest member of Day6 that will now be on Twitch,” Jae spoke into his mic, looking at the camera.

“Hiya,” Parker greeted as she turned her camera on. She waved and grinned at all the comments flooding in. Parker was honestly surprised to see so many people joining her first stream.

Ollie, Yoori, and Jae finally convinced Parker to open up her own Twitch account, and here she was, being introduced in one of Jae’s streams.

“It took so much convincing, but I got the child on here,” Jae nodded proudly.

“Ollie and Yoori were the ones who did more of the convincing. Jae just offered to buy me food,” Parker pointed out, smirking.

“It worked, though. Didn’t it?” Jae shrugged, looking into the camera.

“This is true, but you better actually follow through,” Parker glared at the screen. She then looked at her second screen where all the comments were coming in. Chuckling she read one of them out loud.

“Jae get her something delicious!”

“Alright, alright. What do you want?” Jae rolled his eyes as he pulled out his phone.

“Can you order that vegan kimbap from that restaurant that Brian found?” Parker asked, reaching for her strawberry smoothie.

“Sure. I think I have it saved here,” Jae spoke as he looked through his phone. “Want anything else?”

Parker shrugged, but then answered out loud when she saw that he wasn’t looking. “Surprise me.”

“You’re actually pretty easy to please as long as it’s vegan, so I gotchu,” Jae snorted.

“Okay then while we wait for the food to get here, how about we start up a game?” Parker suggested, already pulling up Mario Kart. They had decided to start off with this game, then see where it’d take them.

“Sounds good,” Jae said as he put his phone back down, “The food should be by your place in about half an hour.”

“Perfect! Dowoonie will probably bring it in for me,” Parker smiled, setting up the code and sending it to Jae.

“Must be nice to have your very own servant,” Jae sighed, shaking his head.

“Hey! He’s my best friend, not my servant. He’s just a sweetheart!” Parker defended, wishing Jae was next to her so she could punch him in the arm.

“Sure,” Jae quriked a brow at her.

“Whatever,” Parker rolled her eyes, then muted herself as the game loaded. “Such an annoying human,” she spoke into the mic for her viewers to hear. The Aussie chuckled as they laughed with her.

“You better not be talking crap about me! I’ll know,” Jae warned Parker.

“I always talk crap about you,” Parker snarked once she was unmuted then stuck her tongue out.

“Real mature,” Jae rolled his eyes.

“Thank you,” Parker said, smugly.

The two silently went through their character lists and then chose what karts and modifications they wanted, then after a game of rock, paper, scissors, Parker got to choose which track.

“What’s the point of you picking, if you always end up picking at random?” Jae threw his head back in annoyance.

“It’s so I can get that exact reaction from you, my friend,” Parker cackled.

As the first race began, Jae and Parker focused on their tasks, but soon the oldest started talking again.

“So, Parker, what’s your streaming gonna look like? Schedule, games, etc.?” the guitarist asked.

“Well, seeing as we’re still prepping for some things, it might not be too often, but after all that is set, it’ll probably once a week? How’s that sound guys?” Parker directed the last question towards the viewers.

Taking a quick peek at their comments, Parker saw that they liked that idea. She smiled, holding a quick thumbs up then focusing back on the controllers

“As for games, I play anything and everything. So you guys can suggest. I’ll probably even make a roulette type thing with different games on them and let fate chose,” Parker nodded at her own idea.

“I seriously hate playing with you! Like why are you so good?!” Jae yelled as he fell off the track and had to wait to be placed back on it.

“Simple. I’m just the best. Always have been. Isn’t that right, guys?” Parker winked at the camera, resting her chin on her palm.

Jae snorted, then screamed when Parker launched a squid. “The ink!”

The maknae cackled as she advanced to the finish line. “Hell yeah!” she cheered, doing a little dance.

“Don’t get too cocky. I’m getting hyped now. I’m not letting you win. I’m not letting her win,” Jae repeated the last bit to his viewers.

“As if he could ever win,” Parker smirked at her own viewers.

A knock came from her door, and Dowoon popped his head in. “Soo, your food,” he said, scurrying in. He smiled quickly at the camera, and Parker snorted as his hood was completely covering his head, zipped and tied.

“Very nice, Oppa,” Parker smiled.

Dowoon saluted, then shouted, “Hey, Hyung!” then ran out.

“I didn’t even get to say hi,” Jae pouted.

“Oops,” Parker shrugged as she opened her food. She smiled at the kimbap and veggie rolls, along with another one of her favorite smoothies, this one being mango.

“Did I do good?” Jae asked, arms folded over his chest, smirking.

Parker, who was mid bite of her veggie roll, sent a thumbs up, cheeks filled to the brim. “Mm-ood-mf,” she tried answering.

Jae rolled his eyes. “Finish chewing,” he waved her off.

Parker nodded, but instead of talking after she was done chewing, she took another bite, this time of the kimbap.

Jae chuckled then after sending a sneer towards Parker, started the next round.

“Yah!” Parker protested, obviously not ready. She choked a bit on her food, and Jae just snickered. “You’re going down, Park Jaehyung!” Parker dropped her food to pick up her controllers again.

“Where’s the respect?” Jae asked, laughing.

“There’s never respect in Mario Kart, you made that abundantly clear,” Parker as she hollered, zipping past him.

“How?!”

Parker then started singing I’m The Best by 2NE1. She could definitely get used to streaming.

Parker’s Masterlist

[shibuinni3]

Babá Perfeito!

03/11/23; Capa para uso pessoal.

Park Jaehyung e Park Sungjin, Day6.

[hispinksweater]

for jae: confession in disguise

The chilly evening air nipped at your cheeks as you walked home, your bag slung over one shoulder. The streetlights flickered faintly, casting warm pools of light along the quiet road. You were lost in thought when—

“Boo!”

You yelped, spinning around to see Jae grinning mischievously, his glasses slightly fogged from the cold. “Jae!” you exclaimed, clutching your chest. “Are you trying to give me a heart attack?”

He burst into laughter, the kind that made his shoulders shake. “Worth it. Your face was priceless.”

You rolled your eyes, though a small smile tugged at your lips. “You’re insufferable, you know that?”

“That’s why you keep me around,” he teased, falling into step beside you.

The walk continued, filled with his usual antics. He cracked jokes about your classes, reenacted a hilarious scene from a show you both watched, and made exaggerated sound effects whenever you stepped on a crack in the pavement. It felt like any other evening, comfortable and easy.

But then, as the conversation petered out, a silence settled between you. Not awkward, but not entirely comfortable either. Jae pushed his hands into his pockets, his steps slowing slightly.

“You know,” he started, his voice quieter than usual, “I’ve been thinking about something.”

You glanced at him curiously. “Oh? What’s that?”

He hesitated, adjusting his glasses nervously. “I, uh... I really like spending time with you.”

You chuckled lightly. “Well, I’d hope so. Otherwise, why are you always around?”

He stopped walking, and you turned to face him. His expression was different now—serious, almost vulnerable.

“No, I mean... I like you,” he said, his voice steady despite the faint pink tinge on his cheeks. “Like, more than just as a friend.”

The words hit you like a jolt, leaving you rooted in place. You blinked at him, trying to process what he’d just said. Jae? Your funny, goofy, always-pranking friend?

The silence stretched, and Jae shifted uncomfortably. Then he gave a nervous laugh, throwing his hands up. “Kidding!” he said quickly, his grin forced. “Just another prank. You should’ve seen your face.”

But his tone betrayed him. His smile didn’t reach his eyes, and you noticed the way he rubbed the back of his neck, avoiding your gaze.

“Jae…” you started, but he shook his head, cutting you off.

“Don’t worry about it,” he said, his usual playfulness creeping back into his voice. “Let’s just pretend I didn’t say anything, okay?”

He walked ahead, pretending like nothing had happened. But as you caught up to him, your heart raced, realizing that his confession wasn’t just another one of his jokes. It was real.

[noona-clock]

False Hope

Genre: AU, Friends to Lovers

Pairing: Jae x You

Warnings: Anxiety

Words: 3,835

You let out what could only be described as a combination of a sigh and a whine as you, yet again, opened your eyes to glare at your bedroom ceiling.

Your mind was racing, as it was wont to do -- this was nothing new whatsoever, and thinking about all the work you needed to get done for your job tomorrow and the day after was preventing you from getting any sort of rest.

With the arm closest to your side table, you reached over and felt around the surface for your phone. The last time you had checked the clock, it had been about half past one in the morning; what time was it now? You’d been lying here trying -- and failing, obviously -- to go to sleep for what seemed like quite a while now... maybe it was two? Quarter past?

When you brought your phone up to your face and saw what time it actually was, another sigh-whine escaped from your lips.

2:45 AM.

So, you’d been attempting sleep for over an hour since the last time you’d looked at your phone. And for quite a few hours before that, too. Since 10 PM, to be exact.

...Yeah, you weren’t getting any sleep tonight.

As you turned over onto your side, you unplugged your phone and typed in your passcode to bring up your text messages. There was only one thing you could do at a time like this: text Jae.

You weren’t sure why you were surprised when you saw him read your message almost instantly.

More often than not, when you couldn’t sleep, Jae was also experiencing the same trouble. You imagined that if the two of you shared a room, you would have many -- many -- late night/early morning conversations because neither of you could sleep.

But... you weren’t sure why you would share a room with Jae because he was your friend. One of your very good, very close friends, but not the type to share a room with.

When you saw his typing bubble pop up, you shook your head a little, dismissing the thoughts of being in the same bedroom as Jae.

...What did he mean ‘what’s up’? It was almost three in the morning. Did he think you would be texting him about something important?

Since both of you currently lived alone, you had no qualms about talking on the phone in the middle of the night; nobody else was around for you to disturb, and usually talking to Jae helped ease your mind -- at least enough for you to be able to actually go to sleep.

As soon as you saw his call come through, you accepted it and put him on speakerphone.

“Yo,” he said, his voice groggy and quieter than normal.

“Hey,” you sighed.

“Why can’t you sleep?”

With a groan, you replied, “I just have so much to get done in the next couple of days for work, and I can’t stop thinking about how I’m going to do it all. Trying to schedule out each task and what I need to do if I don’t finish something because then I would have to work on it next week but I have meetings and a big presentation next week so I really can’t afford to add something else to my workload and my dad called me earlier and said my mom is starting to get headaches again but they can’t afford any more treatments especially if she has to stop working so what if I have to move back in with my parents again to help them out and what would I do with all of my furniture and stuff I mean I can’t just sell everything because I’ll need it eventually but I can’t take it with me because there’s no room and I guess I could find a storage place but I don’t know how long I would have to live with them and --”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Jae interrupted gently.

You were honestly glad he did, though. You hadn’t any idea you were going to ramble like that when you’d started talking. Apparently, you were more anxious about things than you even realized.

“Sor -- sorry,” you breathed, your chest heaving slightly from having said so much in so little amount of time.

“No, you don’t need to be sorry,” he told you. “I just wanted to stop you before you hyperventilated.”

A soft, self-deprecating chuckle escaped your lips, and you murmured, “Thanks.”

You heard Jae take a breath and then there was a pause during which you could clearly imagine him pressing his lips together in thought. And then he said, “I’m sorry all this is happening to you right now. If there’s anything I can do, you know you can come to me, right?”

“Yeah, of course,” you replied. Jae was just that kind of friend. He may not always remember your birthday or remember to text you back (really, the only time he was good about that was when he was lying in bed having trouble sleeping), but he was reliable as hell when you needed a listening ear or some advice about something. You could trust him -- and you did, with every fiber of your being.

“You’ll get everything done you need to get done,” he assured you. “I know you, and I know how hard you work. It may seem daunting, but you got it. And if you don’t finish, call me over and I’ll help.”

“Okay,” you chuckled, a soft grin tugging at the corners of your lips. “I will.”

“And... about your family. I know it’s easier said than done, but try not to think about all the things that could happen. Doing that never sends you down a pleasant road. If you focus too much on the future, you’ll forget about the present.”

“Ah, yes, you are an expert at focusing on the present, aren’t you?” you replied teasingly -- because he really, really wasn’t. He was just as bad, if not worse, than you when it came to worrying about tomorrow or the next day or the day after that.

“Dude, shut up,” he scoffed. “I’m trying to help you.”

“I know, I know,” you grinned. “Thank you, really. And I know when the sun rises, everything will seem a lot better.”

“Except for the fact you have to go work on barely any sleep.”

“Very true.”

You let out yet another sigh and rolled onto your back before remembering that it was almost three in the morning, and Jae was up for a reason, too.

“What about you?” you asked. “Why can’t you sleep?”

Unexpectedly, there was a slightly awkward pause after you asked that.

You furrowed your brow gently and opened your mouth to ask Jae if he was all right, but he answered before you got the chance.

“Nothing -- just general -- y’know, same old same old.”

You immediately narrowed your eyes in suspicion.

“Jae,” you chided. “Come on. You can tell me.”

Never in your several years of friendship had Jae ever not told you why he couldn’t sleep. The two of you had crossed that threshold so long ago; you were comfortable telling each other anything.

At least... you thought you were comfortable telling each other anything.

“I... I don’t think I can,” he murmured.

“Of course you can! You know I’ll never judge you, and if it’s something you don’t want anyone else to know --”

“No, it’s not -- it’s not that, Y/N --”

“Then what? Please -- Jae, I just want to help --”

“I can’t sleep because I can’t stop thinking about you,” he blurted out.

You immediately froze, your mouth hanging open mid-sentence but emitting no sound whatsoever. Every single part of you just froze, including your heart.

In your mind, you said ‘Excuse me, what? What do you mean you can’t stop thinking about me? Do you mean in a romantic way?’ But, for some reason, you could find absolutely no way to say that out loud.

As if Jae could actually hear your inner thoughts, though, he said, “I can’t stop thinking about you. I... think I’m falling for you.”

All right, that answered your question, then.

...Jae had feelings for you? For you? Feelings? Jae? You?

“You --” you began, but the next words got lodged in your throat and you couldn’t continue.

Jae let out a very disappointed sigh, and to be honest, it kind of broke your heart. “It’s okay,” he muttered. “I didn’t expect... Things won’t get weird between us, I promise. You can still text me when you can’t sleep.”

You nodded, forcing yourself to choke out an “Okay.”

“Is... there... anything else you want to talk about?” he asked. It was very obvious he was trying his best to be normal, trying his best to push away all the awkwardness his confession had created.

And if he was trying his best, then so should you.

“If you could clone anyone -- person or animal -- who would it be?” you asked.

Jae didn’t answer right away, and you knew -- hoped -- that meant his lips were curving into one of his adorable little grins.

“My --”

“Don’t say ‘myself,’” you interrupted with a laugh.

“Why not?! I could make my clone do all the boring stuff so I can just game and eat and maybe actually get some sleep!”

“You can’t say yourself, that’s just the rule of the game!”

“It’s not a game! You just asked me a question!”

“Well, I’m making it a rule,” you retorted.

“Questions don’t have rules!” Jae argued.

“Mine do.”

“Who would you clone?” he asked.

A grin immediately appeared on your lips, and you said, “I would clone you.”

“Wha -- me? Why me?”

“So I could make you do all my boring stuff so I could just eat and watch TV and sleep.”

Jae burst out laughing, and the sound of it made your heart feel so warm and fluffy. “What? No, no, no, dude,” he protested. “You can’t clone me so I can be your servant, that’s messed up!”

“I can! And I would!” you giggled.

“Okay, so then, I would clone you and do the exact same thing.”

“That’s fair!” you assured him. “But if the clone was actually a carbon copy of me, you know I would never do all the work and let you just sit on your ass, right?”

“Wait, but I thought the clones were more like robots,” he pointed out.

“Who said they were like robots?”

“I don’t know, I just assumed!”

“So, you would make robot me do all your chores while you just sit around and watch?” you asked, hoping the playful smile on your lips wasn’t showing through in your voice.

“You would, too! You brought it up first!” Jae accused, but you could hear the laughter behind his words, and it made your smile grow wider.

“Wow, what a great friend you are,” you replied with teasing sarcasm.

“What the hell, man,” Jae chuckled. “Be quiet.”

This was exactly what you loved about having Jae as a friend. The two of you could go from talking about serious issues one minute to laughing and teasing each other about robot clones the next. He could comfort you and distract you. Help you and amuse you. You truly valued your friendship with him -- more than anything, really.

...Were his romantic feelings going to put a wrench in that? Even though he promised it wouldn’t?

Surprisingly, after you hung up with Jae, you did manage to get some sleep. Only a few hours, but it was enough to have a dream.

And... what a dream it had been.

While some parts had been kinda weird -- as dreams usually were -- the main plot had been that...

Well.

Jae had been your boyfriend.

Holding hands, cuddling, hugging, kissing... the whole deal.

You knew you’d had a dream like this because Jae had admitted he was starting to develop feelings for you, so the idea of being in a romantic relationship with him had been introduced into your brain.

But... did that explain the fact that you woke up feeling... really... nice? That you didn’t want the dream to end? That you wanted to go back to sleep and continue on living that scenario of Jae being your boyfriend?

And did it explain the fact that you spent basically the entire workday thinking about it? And basically the entire rest of the week? And most likely the upcoming weekend?

Well, at least you hadn’t been overthinking and worrying about all the work you needed to get done (which you did get done, by the way). And your dad had called you on Friday afternoon after your mom’s doctor’s appointment, saying she was just fine, so there was that, too.

But as you left work on Friday evening, you found that finishing your workload and receiving good news about your mom’s health only freed up your mind to think even more about your Jae Boyfriend dream.

This was not good.

And it was not good mainly because Fridays were your “Hang out with Jae in the evening” days. It had become tradition sometime last year, and since then, you’d hardly ever missed a week. If you told him you couldn’t make it tonight -- just a few days after he’d confessed his developing feelings for you -- wouldn’t that be just a bit too obvious? Even though your reason for skipping would actually be... not that?

No, you had to hang out with him tonight as you usually did. You had to pretend like everything was as it usually was.

So, when your phone started vibrating as you headed toward the bus stop, a small smile tugged at your lips and you answered without hesitating.

“What are we ordering tonight?” you asked in lieu of a greeting.

“I was thinking chicken,” Jae answered. “Sound good?”

“Absolutely. Just make sure I get my potato wedges this time,” you warned, only half-teasing. The restaurant had forgotten them last time, and while you thoroughly enjoyed the chicken itself, your meal would have been that much better with potato wedges.

Jae chuckled softly, and the sound made your heart do this weird little flippy thing. And the thought of his smile made it flip even more.

“Don’t worry, I will make sure they include your potato wedges -- on penalty of death.”

“Much appreciated. I’m almost to the bus stop, and the bus is pulling up, so I gotta go. See you soon?”

“Yeh,” he murmured. “Safe travels.”

“Bye!” you chirped before quickly hanging up and picking up the pace so you could make it to the stop on time.

As soon as you sat down on the bus after scanning your card, you got out your phone again and pulled up your favorite game. If you simply sat on the bus all the way to Jae’s place with nothing to distract you, you would start thinking about your dream again. And you had to do everything you possibly could to not think about your dream right before you saw him. If you, in any way, held the image of Jae being your boyfriend in your mind when you arrived for your weekly hangout, you felt like you would be giving him false hope.

Jae was too precious to you to do that.

But... even though you focused all of your energy on your phone game the entire bus ride... as soon as Jae opened the door and grinned at you, the imagery from your dream -- your warm, glorious, wonderful dream -- came rushing back to you.

You remembered what it had felt like to hug him. To hold his hand. To kiss him.

“Y/N, you okay?” Jae asked with a slightly furrowed brow.

You jumped a little, not realizing you had been standing there staring as everything about your dream had filled your mind.

“Y--yeah,” you breathed. “Yeah, sorry. Just... long week.”

Jae opened the door wider, and you stepped through, hanging your bag and jacket up on the hooks by his door.

“Have you heard from your parents yet?” he asked as he gently closed the door behind you.

“Oh! Yes, my -- my dad called me just before I left work,” you told him. “All her tests came back fine, so the doctor said there’s nothing to worry about.”

Jae left out a soft sigh of relief, and your heart clenched at the sound of it -- in a good way. He was just such a sweet person to care so much about your mom. How had you never realized how sweet he was?

“The chicken will be here soon,” he told you, once again interrupting your thoughts. “Wanna game while we wait?”

You raised your eyebrows slightly and nodded. “Yeah. Yeah, sure.”

Jae headed over to his couch then, and you followed suit, perching on the cushion next to him and reaching for your favorite game controller on the coffee table.

He barely even got to the start menu of your collectively favorite game before he stopped and turned toward you.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

You jerked a little with surprise and glanced over at him.

“...What do you mean?”

“Something’s wrong, I can tell. It’s not your mom... is it work?”

“No -- no, everything’s fine,” you assured him.

Jae let out another sigh -- this one not of relief but of minor annoyance -- and set down his controller, leaving the start menu playing over and over again on the television screen.

“Come on,” he urged. “I know something’s bothering you. And we tell each other everything. I told you something I would’ve rather not told you... You can trust me, and I want to help.”

You furrowed your brow down at the controller in your hands, your fingers gently running over the buttons without actually pressing them.

He had a point. A pretty good one.

So, just like he had a few days ago, you blurted out your answer. “I had a dream the other night where we were dating and it felt really nice and I’m sure it was just because of what you told me but it still felt really nice and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it and now I just kind of want to kiss you to see what it actually feels like but I don’t want to give you false hope or anything because I really don’t know --”

“It’s okay,” Jae interjected, though his tone was far more casual than you would’ve expected.

You paused, furrowing your brow even more and turning your head to look over at him. “...What’s okay?”

“You can totally kiss me,” he replied with a shrug. “I don’t mind, and I won’t automatically think we’re together. I’m an adult! I know how these things work!”

“...Are you sure?” you asked warily.

“Sometimes a kiss is just a kiss, nothing more.”

Well, this was something you never knew about Jae -- though it wasn’t surprising considering the two of you had never discussed kissing before.

You stared at him for a few moments more, and then... before you lost your nerve... you went for it.

You leaned in and swiftly captured his lips, moving your hands to cradle his face.

At first, you thought you didn’t really feel anything. Your lips were on his, gently pulling and sucking on them, but... that was it. But then you felt his arms slide around your waist. He pulled you just a little bit closer. He clutched at the back of your shirt. He delicately caressed the small of your back with his thumb.

And your heart and stomach and lungs and basically everything in your body went wild. There was fluttering and somersaulting and leaping. You couldn’t tell if your heart was up in your throat or down in your stomach. You couldn’t tell if there were a billion small butterflies flying around in there or if it was just one giant dragon. You couldn’t tell if you wanted him to stop immediately or keep kissing you forever.

...Okay, that was a total lie. You definitely wanted him to keep kissing you forever.

And that thought, ironically enough, made you pull away. You searched his face as you continued to cradle it in your palms, trying to both catch your breath and think of something to say.

Luckily, Jae beat you to it.

“...Did it feel as nice as in your dream?” he murmured.

You nodded.

“So... what do you wanna do?”

That was a very good question.

What did you want to do?

Slowly, you let your hands fall from his face, but your eyes never left his for even a millisecond. It was like you were hoping the answer to that question was somewhere in his eyes, and if you just kept looking, eventually you would find it.

But, of course, you didn’t. So, you simply responded with a question of your own.

“You really do... have feelings for me?”

A very attractive smirk tugged at one corner of Jae’s lips before he said, “Yeah. I do.”

“Like -- really and truly? Because the last thing I want is to eventually ruin our friendship --”

Jae interrupted you by ducking in and briefly pressing his lips to yours.

“Really and truly,” he whispered. “Trust me.”

And... for some reason, that was all you needed to hear. Trust me. Because you did trust him. You knew you could because he had always been there for you. He had always been by your side whether or not you needed him to be.

So, you nodded. You tipped your chin in a very tiny nod, and when the loveliest smile spread across Jae’s mouth, you couldn’t stop yourself from indulging in yet another kiss.

Except a knock on his front door cut through the air before you had the chance to actually kiss him, and Jae sprung off the couch to go answer it.

You knew it had to be the chicken delivery, so you called out after him. “Make sure they brought my potato wedges!”

“On penalty of death!” he replied just before he opened the door.

You bit your lip to keep from smiling, and a thought rushed into your mind -- the thought that your late night, can’t sleep phone conversations would probably be pretty different from now on.

I mean... you would probably still talk about robot clones and dinosaurs and the Mandela Effect and soulmates and all that. You would still tell each other everything. You would still listen to each other and be there for each other.

So... never mind. Your conversations wouldn’t be all that different. Just everything else would.

And you knew now it wasn’t false hope. It was very real, and... it was perfect.

[corpseyouoffthedeepend]

I wrote a Jae x Corpse fic on AO3. It was originally a one-shot, but someone asked for more so I added an additional chapter!

If you want to read it, you can find it here:

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[kpopjust4u]

Reaction to you trying to reach the top shelf (Day6)

Post Date: 19th July 2022 Content: Fluff  TW?: N/A Request?: Yes Masterlist                                    Prompt list

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Jae: The thought of helping you could come last in his mind as he’d clutch his chest laughing, streaming tears as he’s just a clown. What does he need long legs for if he isn’t going to help you? He’d definitely enjoy watching you struggle to reach it a bit too much.

Sungjin: Though he’d have a little giggle, he’d instantly come over to give you a hand with trying to reach the top sheld, and/or would even to offer to grab that item you needed for you. Though he would respect that you’d still want your independancy and would offer help so he could honour that.

Young K: A smile would appear on his face as he’d let out a small amused smile, and would attempt to hold in his laughter as he’d give you a hand if you let him to. If you don’t he’d laugh at your attempt but either way he’d carefully watch so you didn’t hurt yourself whilst trying.

Wonpil: As much as he can be a sweetie, the amount of time you’d have to try and reach the top shelf would make him get a “Not this, again” attitude, finding it annoyingly amusing watching you trying to do it yourself but he’d just interupt to help you. 

Dowoon: Panic would instantly set in the minute he’d catch you climbing to try and reach it, running over to you to offer help and mainly having his arms out to catch you if you fell and/or hurt yourself. However you wouldn’t have to worry about reaching the top shelf, he’d probably do it for you to stop you climbing. 

[heyitsrcoor]

Meet-cute

Genre: Fluff, unrequited love, friends-to-lovers

Pairing: Day 6 Jae x Reader

Length: One-Shot

Meet-cute [noun] /ˈmiːtˌkjuːt/:

(in a movie, etc.) a humorous or interesting situation in which two people meet, that leads to them developing a romantic relationship with each other. (Cambridge Dictionary)

ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: Absolutely Smitten (Dodie Clark)

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Your 12-hour shift at the hospital just ended. The census hasn’t gone down for days and while you’ve gotten so good at convincing yourself that you’re strong and resilient, you can feel the weariness seep in through your bones.

While walking to your apartment, you noticed that the bookstore on the corner of the street has finally opened its doors. A part of you wanted to walk past it, visit another day when you’re not wearing your nurse’s uniform, tired and sweaty. But the urge to scan the book selection was much stronger and so you find yourself pushing its glass doors. The bell chimes welcome you.

The warm lights and the smell of new books were enough to calm your weary soul. The bookstore was smaller compared to the well-known ones located at the malls, but it had the organic and cozy vibe of a library which you’re very much well pleased with. And the fact that it’s not crowded yet means you’ll be able to roam around freely.

You were feeling giddy when you finally reached the non-fiction section. Your eyes scanned each title, looking for any familiar ones that could be in your TBR list.

Finally, you see a white spine, “When Breath Becomes Air.” You grabbed for it hastily which caused the books beside it to topple down.

You bowed down to reach for the books but a hand beat you to it.

“Oh thank you.” You said as you stood upright. The person was really tall that you had to tilt your head a little bit to be able to see their face. You held your breath as you stood face-to-face with a handsome, bespectacled, human being.

“Was just looking for this.” He smiled as he held the book you accidentally dropped—Being Mortal by Atul Gawande.

You pretended to be cool about it like it’s not at all a big deal to meet your ideal guy (superficially speaking) in one of your most favorite places.

“Yeah? Sorry for accidentally pushing it to its death.” It sounded alright in your mind but having said it in words made you internally cringe.

He held the book and scanned it for dents. He shrugged, “Nah, it survived the fall—despite being mortal, oh God, that was so bad.” He let out a hearty laugh which you swore could melt an iceberg. “Anyway, thanks!” He smiles once more before turning his back.

Your heart deflated a little bit. Sharing a joke with a handsome stranger at the bookstore. Isn’t that the perfect recipe for a meet-cute? Except you’ll probably never meet again. Just another statistic of your “could-have-beens”.

Well, he could have asked for your name or YOU could have offered a book suggestion. Except he probably doesn’t find you attractive enough and you don’t have the guts to make the first move on a stranger.

You shrugged the thought away. Too much Kdramas and romcoms do screw your brain a little bit. You looked at your book once more. Right, maybe you should just fill your mind more with philosophies and thought-provoking stuff. Nonetheless, you can’t contain the smile forming on your face. Butterflies should stay in the gardens and not on your guts.

•••

When you said that book guy is just another statistic of a failed meet-cute, you were pleasantly surprised to find yourself wrong.

Two months later, you’re at a coffee shop waiting in line when you spot him sitting near the window.

He was wearing a white uniform, busy typing on the laptop in front of him. Unlike the scattered papers on his table, he looked serene. He adjusts his eyeglasses and you notice how slender and beautiful his fingers are.

“He’s a student.” You thought. Before you knew it, you started computing for your possible age gap. Given it has only been a year since you’ve graduated, 5 years would be the maximum gap if he’s a freshman. You cringed at the thought of dating someone younger. Moreover, you cringed at the thought that you’d actually date someone out of your league.

“Good morning! What’s your order?” The barista’s voice booms as if calling you out back to reality.

“Oh…yeah, uhh..” You proceeded to recite your order and another 5 orders of your co-nurses at SICU (Surgical Intensive Care Unit).

Waiting for your orders, you purposefully sat on a table that could give you the best vision of him in a very lowkey manner. Whatever that is.

You tried your best to be nonchalant but your eyes would subtly glance at him.

Oh wow, is that a great view from the window? You thought as you glide your eyes to where he was. To your surprise, he was looking at you too.

You dropped your gaze for a few seconds and looked up at him once again. He was smiling and your heart starts to palpitate.

Did he recognize you?

You watch him raise his hand, waving.

Entranced, you almost waved back but a person walks past you, her white skirt blocking your view of him. You watched her sit right in front of the book guy. Your book guy. She was wearing the same uniform as him. A classmate. A really pretty classmate.

You clenched your hand. You felt embarrassed, angry even. Angry at yourself for always expecting that someone would actually look at you. And stupid for thinking that meeting your soulmate would eventually be as exciting and memorable as the Kdramas.

The barista calls your name and you get up. You picked your orders and left without turning back.

•••

The thing about reality and romance is that not every encounter will be explosive. No, it won’t be as fast as love at first sight. Sometimes, love would come in the most mundane and gradual way possible.

A week later, you’d see book guy at your workplace. He’s one of the two med students on their clerkship assigned in your unit. He’d introduce himself as “Jae” and before you could do the same, he’d utter your name and everyone would be curious to know how you knew each other.

You’d dread the fact that he’d recognize your embarrassing moment at the coffee shop but he’d say that he actually recalls meeting you at the book store. And that he just read your name from your name tag.

Days, weeks passed.

Coincidence or not, your schedule would almost be the same and so you’d spend most of your shifts with Jae. You’d almost feel tired answering his seemingly endless questions.

You’d give him a heads up on what to expect on his first observation in the OR and he’d let you borrow a book in return.

You’d still catch yourself sneaking a glance at him but work would eventually drown his presence.

You’d sometimes spend your lunch together and you’d learn that you share the same taste of music and that he plays an instrument too.

You never seemed to run out of things to talk to and sometimes—a lot of times, you’d entertain that idea that he could actually like you.

But you knew that expectations lead to disappointments so you’d eventually settle your heart that whatever you had is just purely platonic friendship and you’d convince yourself that you are totally fine with that.

You thought that once he leaves your unit, whatever connection you had will mellow down. But then he asks for your number and his first text would be “Started benign in the morning, now I just assisted in delivering a baby. Is it normal to feel like crying?”

He’d send you memes about cats and your fave shows and soon you’d develop your inside jokes.

You tried your best to keep cool and ignore the butterflies but then something actually happens.

1 year later, he’d confess to you in the same coffee shop.

"I like you. I really like you." He said.

You’d be left speechless and be teary-eyed.

“How…? When?” You’d ask.

He said he could not forget how he was amused at your facial expression when you were picking your book at the bookstore. He said he would have stricken a longer conversation if not for his dad waiting on his car who was his ride at that time.

At the coffee shop, he noticed you while you recited the lengthy orders of your workmates and he was impressed.

He did smile at you but his classmate and partner in a school activity coincidentally arrived.

And no, he did not read your name tag. He knew about it when he heard the barista called you and he remembered.

When he saw the hospital he was interning at, he wondered if you’d be there. When he saw you at the unit he was first assigned at, his heart felt like it could jump out of his chest. He thought it was “fate” and it felt like fate because your schedules would usually coincide. He said knowing you more each day excites him and gives him joy. You were his kindred spirit and confidant. You just clicked.

And just like that, your unrequited-love streak comes to an end.

"Thank you." You answered and Jae's eyes started to quiver. He opens his mouth but no words came out.

Realizing your mistake you started to say sorry which made everything worse.

Jae forced himself to smile but you can see the pain in his eyes. He thought he was being rejected!

You took his right hand on the table and held it firmly. "I like you too, Jae."

His eyes widened and he started laughing.

"Oh God, I can't believe I'm capable of having 5 different kinds of emotions in less than 10 seconds."

"Cute," you muttered.

"Did you just call me cute!?"

You shook your head and smiled. "I mean... I guess you're my meet-cute after all."

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