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pairing: best friend! jisung x gn! reader

↬ tags: friends to lovers trope!, jisung and reader being in different classes but are good friends, confession! (hehe that makes me so giddy with love)

summary: you were the most important person in jisung's life, even before he knew it.

word count: 802 words

a/n: nctdream coming to singapore!! CRYYY

jisung's clutched his phone tightly in his hand, eyes wavering at your last seen a few hours ago. the incessant chatter from his group of friends became background noise as he refreshed the chat again.

the rumor that someone from your class had gotten into an accident spread far and wide through the campus hadn't gone unnoticed by jisung. by the time he realizes you didn't reply to his text that morning, nothing sat right with him the rest of the day.

it wasn't like you to drop off the radar like that...was it you? were you the one mentioned in the rumor?

fear bubbles up from within him and he pressed a clenched fist towards his forehead.

"jisung, are you okay? you don't look that good."

he decides it wasn't worth staying in class: he wasn't going to be able to pay attention, not when all of it was on worrying about your well-being. he grabs his bag, swinging it hurriedly over his shoulders as he stands abruptly.

"woah, woah calm down big guy. what's going on?"

he lets out a choked exhale, tears stinging the back of his eyes, "i...i don't even know..." he grips his bag strap, much like fear gripping his entire being like a vice. jisung shook his head.

"i got to go." he stands abruptly, ignoring the multiple pair of eyes staring at him and the shouts of his friends telling him to come back.

he sprints out of the classroom without further explanation, out of school and towards your home, a place he knows by heart. he hears a distant wail of an ambulance and he picks up the pace, running towards your residence.

he hasn't even told you that he loved you yet.

the frenzied thoughts that ran through his mind became a jumbled mess.

from the first moment you told him you liked him a lot with such sincerity in your eyes, he's always had a soft spot for you. to think, all the times where you stood by him unwavering, whenever something happened to him you would always somehow be there for him...despite him never answering that very question.

and now that you weren't here, he's so afraid he's going to lose you.

breathless, he arrives at your doorstep and with shaking hands he knocks on your door.

"please...please be there..." he leans heavily against it, holding back another wave of tears. the chime of the door unlocking resounded and his gaze lands on you.

"jisung...what are you doing here?" you reached out for him and he grasped your wrist, pulling you in. all the breath was knocked out of him as he exhales, whispering right next to your ear, "you're okay." jisung firmly embraced you, head resting against your shoulder.

you peered up at him, gently fingers lightly wiping away the stray tears rolling down his face. "i thought you were in an accident and came running over." you softly hushed jisung, cupping his face in your hands, "i'm just feeling under the weather, and i just woke up to your hundred messages." you held up your phone, showing him the notifications from him. "i'm fine jisung, really."

he nods, the steady thump-thump of your heartbeat radiating from you calmed him down.

"i missed you. please, don't just disappear on me like that..." jisung felt his throat tighten, "i...didn't get the chance to answer you that time. i realized, i've come love you too, from the very beginning."

you stared at him, incredulous, as you hid your smile behind your hand. laughing, you beamed at him and he felt his heart freeze for a second.

"it's so good to know that the person i like finally replied me. dummy, did you know how long i waited for your response?"

"thank you for waiting for me, for choosing to be by me even when i couldn't ascertain my feelings." jisung hugs you again and you chuckle in his hold, "silly boy, don't cry now. i'm with you always, yeah?"

"yeah."

--- several months ago---

"yah! park jisung! i really really like you!

jisung sputtered at your sudden confession, coughing as he regained his composure. you had stood before his desk, hands pressed against the edge of the table as you leaned towards his seated form.

the curtains lining the windows fluttered in the wind and he paused to take a real good look at you.

"i like you." you repeated, eyes sparkling.

"oh." he shrugged his shoulders, returning his attention back to his textbook.

"i'm going to keep liking you no matter what. i'll be waiting for your answer, even if it's not today, tomorrow or the day after. i wanna know what's your response." you spun around, high-tailing it out of the empty classroom.

"whatever. you're weird." he mumbles, a smile tugging on his lips.

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Monday Miscommunications N.J.M

Pairing. Jaemin x Female reader wc: 2021

Summary. I really liked writing the roommate series so I decided to try and write a extended/expand upon the original post. Basically you are Jaemin's roommate and you two and he's insufferable and sexy. brain rot from domestic roommate Jaemin.

Genre. Suggestive, ready and Jaemin get a bit hot and heavy... in a video game chair. fluff/suggestive

Warnings: mentions of violence in a joking manner, suggestive

I went a little haywire with the elipses in this so ignore that.

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Being roommates with Jaemin was one of those situations where you never really saw it coming until you were actively living it. He had asked last year if you wanted to share an apartment because you were quote “the cleanest and nicest person he knew” and being a little blinded by the compliment you agreed. Pretty Teeth, Pretty smile, I’ll do whatever the fuck you want me to do actually.

You two were about 7 months deep and you swear you got more confused with him the more time you spent together. Given the fact he lived next door to you all last year, it was confusing that he was the same person who would greet you in the morning.

Things were weirdly coming to a peak as of late, He had been extremely touchy MORE than usual, and was spending way more time in the apartment than he usually would. He now opted for his friends to come over instead of him going to them, and he was now making an effort to introduce you to them when they were over . This afternoon was no different.

You opened the door to the apartment and dropped the keys into the bowl. Feet dragging, eyes sagging today fucking sucked. You had dropped your phone the screen had shattered and your computer died during a three-hour lecture… 45 minutes in, you needed either alcohol or for someone to take you out of your misery at this point.

Standing in the kitchen you rested your head on the counter and closed your eyes. The cold surface pressed against your forehead and the heating in the apartment lowly humming. You needed to eat something and then pass out.

The door opened and you heard a second set of keys being dropped into the bowl. Lifting your head from the counter and turning, there was Jaemin walking in, kitten sweats and bucket hat in all their glory.

“Hey! Oh!..you look like shit,” he said with that pretty smile and pretty teeth.. bastard.

“Fuck you” you mutter dropping your head back to the counter. You hear his bag drop to the floor and his shoes get kicked off to the side, the Converse with the backs of them folded in because for some reason he doesn’t like to put his shoes on.

His socked feet pad across the wood floor and stop next to you in the kitchen, you watch as his feet inch closer to you and then you feel an arm lay across your back, and then a hand settle on your waist.

“I’m sorry baby, did something happen today?” Jaemin coos in a higher-pitched-up voice. Despite the day being so unbelievably shitty, the only thing you were able to think about was; the multiple bright red flags going off as to what just happened in this right here kitchen.

His hand was burning fucking hot on your side (not really you’re just insane!) and the proximity was something that wasn’t normally common for your dynamic, was he a freak? Yes! But this was a bit much. You didn’t know whether the right thing to do was to now stand up, or to stay in this position because you were tired, and a little coddling never hurt anyone. You decided with the first because you're a grown-ass woman who didn’t need any man and you stood up and blinked a couple of times refusing to turn to face Jaemin.

Now standing though, the closeness of you two was a lot more apparent, his hip was touching yours and his hand stayed behind you. He tilted his head in front of you to catch your eyesight and asked again if you were okay.

“I’m fine today was just a lot, I just need it to be over haha” Did you just verbALLY say HAHA?

Turning around so your butt pressed against the edge of the counter you started rubbing your hands on your face out of exasperation. Missing the movement from your side. Opening your eyes to Jaemin having moved to be standing right in front of you with both hands on the counter behind you.

Oh honey, what is this!?

He stared this time into your eyes and you could feel the slight blush coming up from your neck and you forced yourself to make eye contact with him. “Well if you need anything please let me know, I’m sorry you had such a bad day,” he said in a grossly endearing tone (you thought that shit was hot) and then stood up, patted your hip, and walked to his room. He is so mistaken if he thinks you won’t get on your knees in this damn kitchen! Jesus Christ DECORum!

Now you weren’t even upset about your day, you were upset about whatever the fuck that was. Jaemin and you had known each other for 2 years now and you had never gotten the vibe he wanted to fuck you? But this now domesticity and nurturing agenda he had was fucking with your head and your vagina. Who just casually acts like that? OUT OF NO WHERE?? You stood in the kitchen, and then consequently decided to not stand on business. Marching your way down the hallway to Jaemin’s room Opening the door, Jaemin was sat at his Gamer ass desk set up. Upon hearing you enter the chair swiveled around, and Jaemin smiled widely seeing you.

“Hi sweetheart, what do you need?” He asked uncrossing his legs. Sweetheart?!?? You walked closer and stood crossing your arms “Can you explain what happened in the kitchen just now?” You huffed leaning in and pushing your index finger into his chest disapprovingly. His eyes searched yours and then morphed into a devious look. Before you could lean back both of his arms shot out, grabbing your waist. Spinning you and placing you back down in his lap. HUHHHHH???

“I was just making sure you were okay! It makes me feel terrible when you look so upset. If you want something to do, I’m setting up my online calendar and you can just sit here and look pretty while I do so!” he said in a sweet but fast voice, not letting you get a single word in, He spun the chair again and pushed you both into the desk.

You felt the redness creeping up your neck, and your face was burning hot. I think… I think he’s going insane… that is the only answer to this. Using your brute woman strength, you put your arms out and pushed both away from the desk.

Not yet leaving his lap due to the one arm swung around your waist (and also like it was comfy, sue me!). You angle your head and slowly turn to face him.

“Did you hit your fucking head or something, cause what the fuck is this?” you say grabbing his wrist off your waist. You say a little bit more annoyed this time. Jaemin’s demeanor faltered for a split second, his eyebrows falling into a pout for a millisecond, but returning to the very toothy smile Inching closer to your face “Well a little birdie told me that you had been talking about your hot roommate, and how never would think he would go after someone like you” Jaemin taunted a bit, his voice lilting towards the end of the sentence in a faux pout.

Suddenly like That’s So Raven it all hit you, the conversation you had with Jisung on the bus about your little crush on Jaemin was replaying on loudspeakers in the theater of your mind. You had mentioned how you found Jaemin very attractive but could never see him going for someone like you due to his track record.

Determined to not lose to Jaemin in whatever battle of strength this was, you relaxed a bit “Oh well now I have to kill Jisung I guess” you said keeping eye contact with Jaemin. Despite your efforts to come out victorious, folding immediately as a hand comes up and brushes your hair behind your ear making you tense up again.

“And you didn’t even try to deny it,” he said with a smug look. …. Well damn.

“ Wish you would’ve said something, do you know how hard it is to live with someone like you? Smart, Pretty, determined to be oblivious to every single move I try to make” Now you two were an inch away from each other's face

“I…am not… oblivious,” you say your voice raised a bit above a whisper in protest of his claims on your character. Your hands were probably shaking now, and in any minute You think you were going to explode probably if this continued for I don’t know, maybe 5 seconds more.

“Yes, you are. You know people ask if we are dating? Jeno and Jisung have been making fun of me because no matter how hard I’ve tried to get you to notice, you just don’t, But now I get home and treat you extra nice, and all of sudden you are sitting in my lap so what am I suppose to think?” Jaemin said lowly his voice rasping from beside you, but to you, it sounded like he was screaming straight into your clit. Your awareness of your position in his lap feels like a bucket of ice water.

Staring at him you tried to collect your thoughts as to what would be your next move. On one hand, you could engage with the enemy and follow through with the sinful acts he is proposing. Or you could stand up and walk away and laugh about this whole thing tomorrow!

But like… what fun would that be?

Mustering up the strength, you relaxed a bit into his hold and let your weight rest against his chest.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t notice,” you said shrugging. Jaemin tightened his hold once he felt you relax and his fingers were now pressing into the soft flesh of your side, slipping under the fabric of your t-shirt.

“It's alright, I think we both are on the same page now, am I right princess?” Tilting his head so now you two were dangerously close to each other. Leaning in extending his eye contact to almost asking for permission, you nodded.

Jaemin pressed his lips against yours softly and his grip around you tightened even more, one of his hands moving up to tilt your chin to give him more access, parting your lips and deepening the kiss, silently thanking god you had had a piece of gum in before you got home. Your hands go up to press against his chest. His hand on your side moved up and now creeping along the hem of your bra, teasing the strap your t-shirt now shoved above your bra.

He got more intense with his movements, and you felt the arm of his desk chair pressing into the middle of your back reminding you of the situation you were in. Pushing against his chest and separating you two from each other before he succeeded in devouring you.

“It is 3 pm…. On a Monday… hold on” you said between breaths. “And…?” He asked with his annoying pretty smile.

“I need a second…” Staring blankly at you as if expecting something Jaemin didn’t move “I like you…I promise..I just need to go uh… send Jisung a death threat and maybe a thank you card and go and scream into my pillow, then we can continue this..on the bed.. hopefully,” you promise nodding your head surely at the end of your sentence.

Standing up and straightening out your pants… and… pulling your shirt back down over your boobs. You bowed a bit and left his room. WHY DID YOU BOW? You heard a soft laugh come from the same video game chair you had just been almost fucked on and didn’t dare to turn around again. Going straight down the hallway to your room.

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Thank you for reading! if you guys are interested in more of these from the roommate series pls let me know!

Posting Haechan Edits #2

the comeback is already serving so much cunt i absolutely fucking adore concepts like this