Paolo Sebastian | Allora Domenica

Paolo Sebastian | Allora Domenica

A List of Prompts

because yeah i think it would be helpful if there was a comprehensive list of those, so

ANGST. want to cry? here's some onion for you.

fighting/intense

someone is injured

protective

reluctant allies

shedding a tear

secret relationship--getting caught and confronted

enemies to lovers

corruption arc

sentence starters

forbidden love

101 ways to break the characters (and readers) heart

broken trust

hit em where it hurts

for the damaged

short angst sentence starters

soft angst sentence starters

high pain tolerance

dark and angsty sentence starters

from the villain

SMUT / NSFW. having horny thoughts? endulge.

action prompts

subtle intimacy

sexual tension

kissing starters

smut dialogue prompts

sfw friends with benefits

types of kisses

soft dirty talk sentence starters

consent is sexy

spicy actions

subtle smut sentence starters

nonverbal sexual situations

bdsm and dom/sub prompts

build the tension

love and leashes

FLUFF. for when your heart needs healing.

simple actions.

forehead touches.

things done while spooning

things done while dancing

oblivious idiots in love

idiots in love

dancing prompts

dialogue prompts

simple touches

casual affections

soft and sweet sentence starters

types of hugs

comforting

domestic intimacy

comforting actions

soft touches

BITTERSWEET. for those who like to hurt and then soothed.

reassuring your lover

reassuring your lover pt. 2

sacred moments

hurt/comfort prompts.

hero x villain prompts

lovers in denial

comforting a lover after a nightmare

grumpy x sunshine

enemies with benefits

noticing trauma

all about the yearning

found family

nightmares and sleeping

reassuring

reunion after (physical) trauma

possessive/territorial

for the heavy hearted

enemies to lovers

hero x villain sentence starters

dissociation starters

intervention

enemies to lovers and lovers to enemies

misunderstanding

pairing :: jenn x youngjae

word count :: 1.2k

synopsis :: jenn sees reports of youngjae being in a relationship

time :: june 26, 2022

warnings :: angst, fluff if you squint

a/n :: had this idea FOREVERRR but just now getting around to writing it

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She was confused. Shocked. Surprised to see that it wasn’t her name plastered on the news outlets. She may have even felt a little bit of relief if it had been her. Now, she is just numb. Hurt even. It is so laughable.

It didn’t even make sense to her. She’s never had to experience this in a relationship before, so how was she supposed to act? Nothing good would come out of this if her mind wandered, but she couldn’t help it. Couldn’t stop it. It had to be some misunderstanding. A lie. She wouldn’t accept anything less.

Jenn doesn’t even acknowledge her legs shaking intensely, nipping at her fingernails in a random meeting room in their company. The blinds are shut tightly and her chair squeaks with the movement of her legs. She’s rehearsing her words again and all of the anxiety that comes with it.

She had just gotten home from her morning run, finishing up her shower and getting dressed when her phone pinged multiple times. It was from the members' group chat with each other. She opened it, happy to see everyone being active. That was until she saw the article BamBam had sent and was pestering Youngjae about. She read it and her heart sank knowing that the members would find out about their relationship this way. They had only told a few select people. Then she could feel her brain begin to melt, thinking of all the ways the media would try to tear him apart. Degrade her. There was still enough time for her to truly comprehend the title before collapsing. It was not her name. It was not her name next to his. It was not her picture next to his. It wasn’t Jenn, but another woman.

She was never one to act irrationally, but her fingers were steps ahead of her before she could think clearly. She had sent Youngjae the article, asking him what the hell it was, what it was about. She asked him to meet up with her as soon as possible. He read her message, no reply. She assumed he was in agreement with her.

This is fake. He wouldn’t do that, it’s not in his nature. He said he loves me. Jenn wondered if she had been careless enough to let this get past her. Did it say they’ve been dating for a year? She hits herself in the head with her fist, cursing herself for even considering that Youngjae could ever cheat on her.

She hears the door knob turn, snapping her neck in its direction, standing to her feet and seeing Youngjae slip into the meeting room. He shuts the door behind him, locking it.

“Jenn…” He immediately notices the shock on her face and holds out his hands for her.

“I just need to know… just tell me it’s not true.” Her voice trembles with her hands clasped together.

“It’s not true. I don’t even know who got the idea or–“ He realizes the more he talks, it only makes her more fearful. “It’s just a groundless rumor.”

Youngjae grabs for her hands, holding them in his and noticing how shakey they are. “I promise, Jenn. It’s not real.”

She can’t meet his eyes, staring down at their hands. “I…I don’t care who you’ve dated in the past, just as long as it wasn’t when you were with me.”

He stiffens. “Do you think I’d intentionally hurt you like that?”

The coldness in his tone doesn’t go unnoticed. She holds her head high, finally meeting his gaze. “No! I don’t know–I just–I’ve been the center of articles like that before and they’re not always wrong. I don’t know what to think. That’s why I wanna hear it from you.”

Tears have pooled in her eyes now, close to tipping over. Jenn is scared that he thinks she might not trust him. She pulls away from him, stepping back and turning in the other direction. She’s picking at her lip with her fingers, hugging herself with her other arm. The tears make their way down her face, making sure he doesn’t see her cry more than he already has. Not over him.

Youngjae exhales loudly, running a hand through his hair and collecting his thoughts and keeping his frustrations under wraps. He makes his way behind her, wrapping his arms around her tightly.

Jenn’s bottom lip wobbles and she has to stop breathing to ensure he doesn’t see her falling apart.

“Jenn, it’s not true. I'm gonna make sure it’s clear that we’ve never been associated in that manner. We’ve never dated, we simply have just worked on music together. I promise you that.” He dips his head in between her shoulder, pressing his lips to the patch of skin exposed from her sweater.

He turns her body around to face him, trying to make eye contact with her. He tips her chin up with his fingers to see her pained expression, tears staining her flushed cheeks. It cuts him deep. She tries to look away, turning her head in every direction away from him until he finally cups her face in his hands. “Jenn.”

She grabs onto his wrists, eyes still closed because she can’t bear to see the disappointment on his face. His disappointment in her.

“Hey, look at me.” His thumb swipes tears away and he waits for her to open her eyes. Seconds pass until she opens them, the whites of her eyes red and her lips trembling. “The person I’m dating is you. The person I love is you. No one else.”

She squeezes his wrists, a sob finally escaping her. She leans forward, her forehead pressing into his chest. “I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have to be–“

“No, no, I’m so sorry! I’m just scared. It feels a thousand times worse to see another girl's name next to yours and not mine. It would’ve been okay if it was mine. I could have handled it. But someone else…”

“Do you trust me?” He lowers his head, his eyes trying to communicate with her if his words aren’t enough.

“Yes. I do,” She squeezes his wrists, nodding her head between his hands. “Do you trust me?”

“Of course I trust you.” He straightens his spine, leaning in to kiss her forehead and engulfing her in his arms. “People like us are just victims of false accusations like this. I’m sorry it had to be me.”

Jenn sobs once he says the last few words. Like it’s something he could have prevented. “It’s not your fault. Why did they have to pick on you?” Her words are muffled against his hoodie, hands squeezing the fabric.

He chuckles softly. “I guess I’m just an easy target. I’d rather it be me than you.”

She shakes her head, huffing at his humor. Not helping. She steps back, still holding onto his waist and collecting herself through sniffles. She lets go of him to wipe her eyes with her sleeves. “I’m sorry I reacted this way. I can’t stand there being a barrier between us, so please just talk to me when stuff like this happens.”

Youngjae pats her on the head a few times before brushing his fingers through her hair. He doesn’t know what else to say but that he’s sorry. So he pouts, nodding his head and whispering against her forehead. “I love you, Jenn. My only one.”

“I love you too.”

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