Stress Reached The Point I Started Rewatching An Anime I Swore I Won't Rewatch Again

stress reached the point i started rewatching an anime I swore I won't rewatch again

A jun fluff. Y/n as a producer at hybe

this is so cute omgggg (sorry for not getting back to you until now :(((( ily tho!!)

PAIRING: wen junhui (jun) x !reader

GENRE: fluff, idol!au, established relationship

WORD COUNT: 666 (:0)

WARNINGS: lowercase intended, one mention of killing someone (as a joke promise)

SUMMARY: Jun just wants you to love him :(.

AUTHORS NOTE: bro i'm actually so sorry for not writing this earlier i'm a bit dead rn <333 updated a/n: OH MY GOSH IM POSTING SOMETHING GUYS YAY :DDDD IT'S BEEN LIKE 4 MONTHS BUT I FINALLY FELT A LITTLE BIT MOTIVATED SO YIPPEE PLEASE INTERACT <3333 LOVE YOU ALL MWAHHH

"y/nnie,"

jun whines, sitting on the couch of your music studio as you work on seventeen's new comeback. "what is it, babe?" you say, continuing to type away on your laptop.

jun pouts, saddened your attention isn't on him for 3 seconds. "you're neglecting me. do you even love me anymore y/nnie?" he says in a sad tone.

you sigh as you spin around in your chair to face him. "of course i love you. don't be silly, junnie. come here then."

you pull up another shorter chair next to you and wave your hand, gesturing for him to sit next to you. jun's face instantly lights up as he quickly comes to sit next to you.

you continue working on the new tracks as junhui peeks at your laptop. "what are you working on?" he plays with the edge of your hoodie.

"your new comeback. i'm working on the hiphop unit's song. do you wanna hear it?" you take off your headphones and pass them to jun.

he grins before putting the headphones on. you press play and the chorus of "lalali" meets his ears. he nods along with the beat.

the music stops after a while. "what do you think? this is just like the sample so it may not be that good." you say expectantly.

"it sounds so good, baby." he hands you back the headphones, giving you a kiss on the cheek. "the carats will love it."

"you think so?" you spin around in your chair to face him before ruffling his hair. he smile fondly as he nods. "yeah, definitely." you smile shyly before speaking up again.

"well, jihoon and bumzu did do most of it." junhui frowns slightly. "you still helped, didn't you? and you're working so hard on it, baby."

"only a little bit." you reply sheepishly as he takes your hands in his. jun suddenly frowns as he seems to register something. "hey. why are you working on hiphop unit's song?"

he whines as he swings your intertwined hands back and forth. you let out a small laugh at this and press a kiss to the tip of his nose. "they asked me to work on this one first!"

"who is it." he asks in a serious tone, making you look at him with a raised eyebrow. "who is what?" you reply in a confused tone.

"who is it that you like so much in hiphop unit? is it scoups hyung? because i will kill him if i need to." he says in a cute but threatening way.

you can't stop laughing at jun's childish jealousy. "i only like you, baby. scoups oppa is nice but you're my boyfriend, jun." jun let's out another offended gasp.

"oppa? did you just call him oppa? and i thought you two were just mere acquaintances. tell me, what does he have that i don't?" his chocolate brown eyes meet yours as he pouts.

you roll your eyes, a small smile adorning your face. "me and cheol are friends! i can call him oppa because he's older than me, jun. and he told me to. plus, you're the only one i call baby. and you have everything i could ever ask for, junhui."

with that, he seems to relax slightly, his hands however, holding on to yours for dear life.

a couple seconds of silence pass by as the two of you just look at each other. "promise you won't leave me for seungcheol hyung?" jun says in a smaller voice.

"promise."

"we have to pinky promise and lock thumbs or it won't count." he says very seriously. you let out a small giggle as you release your hands and hold out your pinky to link with his as you touch your thumbs together.

he let's out a sigh of relief after your pinky promise before he gently grabs both your hands again, playing with your fingers. you let out a giggle. "i love you, junnie."

"i love you too."

a/n: hi guys :DDDDD IM BACK LETS GO IM SORRY FOR NOT BEING ACTIVE IDK WHEN MY NEXT POST WILL BE BUT ENJOY THIS ONE LOLZ ILY ALL <3333

Wen Junhui is so fucking cunty, he has a PHD in cuntology from the University for Serving Cunt and his day job is being a little rascal and serving the fuck out of that cunt

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day 3 of wanting to be strangled by Spill The Feels junhui. I'm so miserable right now

jun can feel the way his heart is shaking now. how can one person make him feel so small and shy...? he isn't sure. all he knows is that every time the two of you talk, he feels that shakiness come back, the anxiety building within him. at first, he thought it had to be something else: you were smart. cool. intimidating in that way people can be sometimes when you wish you were more like them. and yet you were always kind, to him and to others, in a way that made his heart flutter in his chest. it wasn't until he was talking to his friends that he realized exactly what he felt toward you.

and last week, jeonghan was the one who whispered that he thinks you feel the same. "they're... different with you," was what he had said, a hand resting between jun's shoulder blades. "it's hard to describe, but i think it's a little obvious."

and now he's spilled coffee all over the counter and the side of his hand. you're holding his hand by the wrist under cold water in the back of the shop, and he sees the way it runs over the tips of your fingers. he knows soonyoung and wonwoo are out in the storefront, cleaning up his mess. he knows jihoon probably took over the register for you. and he's just a mess underneath your touch, heart racing at you doing basic first aid for him. he can't tell you that it's all because he heard the way soonyoung made you laugh, and today it affected him more than normal.

"you don't have to do this," he says quietly. maybe if you go back out there, he'll calm down and manage to pull through the rest of this shift. it's not the first time he's burned himself while on the job. he's just lucky it wasn't that bad.

"i want to." your fingers grow just a little tighter around his wrist, angling his hand a little better. "does it still hurt?"

he shakes his head. a moment later, he shifts his weight from leg to leg, and leans against the edge of the sink. "thank you."

to his surprise, you just lean over, head resting against him. "of course. i'd do anything for you. i care about you a lot, jun."

and it's a confession, he thinks. it feels more weighted than your usual words. he's heard you say sweet things to the others, but not like this. you're so serious and careful in saying something but not too much. he just wraps his arm around you, letting you stay as close as you want.

"... i'm free for dinner tonight," he says after a moment. "i'll, um, i'll buy. just to say thanks."

you just smile, and stay close. "alright... but we split the bill on future dates, alright?"

and, oh, the way he smiles lights up the room. "alright. then... it's a date."