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Soft Boi! Lee Hyunjae x Drunk gf! Fem Reader
↳ Genre: fluff, slight angst? some hints of suggestiveness, drunk silly in a needy mood gf, sad bf
↳ wc: 1.9k+ (i can not write anything short to save my life)
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My eyes take in what's in front of me as the alcohol continues to swirl in my blood, making my body feel warm and tingly.
I feel an arm around my waist and my other arm hanging over that someone as my feet involuntary walk.
My eyes are too tired, dazed, I can't function properly.
A familiar beep rings in my ear, I know that beep. I try to pry my eyes open and I'm welcome by a light that I know all too well. My eyes struggle to stay open as the body next to me continues to haul me inside, earning a mumble out my lips. These hands are securing me so tight.
"jesus y/n how much did you drink?"
That voice. I'm seated and I take in my surrounding and register the walls and the stone slab on the island in the center of a kitchen. It's my apartment.
The sheer exhaustion is taking over my body.
Ugh why did I drink so much~
"Drink this"
No please no more alcohol. I crank my upper body up off the island countertop to see a glass of what I hope is water and I let my eyes travel further up following the path of that arm to a shoulder then to a face my eyes can't quite distinguish enough without squinting.
My expression without a doubt is assembled by pouting lips and knitted eyebrows, suspicion evident.
But I take the glass and drink. Coldness runs down the corridor of my throat, instantly cooling my body, it feels nice. But it ends shortly, because I feel the buzzing of my blood come back.
I drink that oasis as much as I could as I assess the man in front of me.
My eyes fixate on his features, squinting and taking in everything he has to offer, and in return is knitted eyebrows and a look of frustration.
He has a really nice nose, and a sharp jaw.
All of a sudden, a content smile falls on my lips when I notice he looks an awful like someone I know, but before I open my mouth to voice that thought, he cuts it off, "come on let's get you to bed"
A pout surfaces on my lips when I hear that, but then he hooks an arm under my legs and one around my back, and that pout gets replaced with an adoring smile.
Am I in a dream? And this dreamy man is taking me to bed? I let my head fall against his chest and as I hear his heart beat knocking on my ears, I close my eyes, ready to let my dream take its course.
My course gets cut short when I feel a cold surface against my behind. I jolt my eyes open and I see him grabbing a toothbrush, squeezing a decent size of toothpaste on the bristles.
"ah" He's telling me to open my mouth and me feeling flushed easily obeying orders, I can't help but to do so.
His hand works thoroughly to properly clean my teeth, and I can't help but feel my heart racing and I can see in the way his brows knit, a look of concentration takes over.
“rinse and spit” I follow his instructions, while his eyes never leave from me.
When I lean back I see his fingers pulling out a makeup wipe.
"close your eyes"
Why do I trust him so much? For someone who has such a look of disappointment drawn on his face, why?
As I let that question invade my mind, he progresses onto the rest of my face as I continued to gaze at him, studying.
The alcohol coursing through my veins makes me feel bold and flustered.
"your nose looks just like my boyfriend's"
An indication of frustration flashes in his eyes, "I am your boyfriend"
I blinked profusely, I knew this man was at the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't pin it. My spine straightened, "Jae?" with my eyes round with shock.
"Yes" he exhales a heavy sigh and an eye roll, almost with relief telling me 'finally'
My heart lurches and I pull him into me wrapping my arms around his neck, "jae oh my god, why didn't you say anything?" I sounded almost whiney, and I knew my sober self would hate how this version of her was.
Hyunjae finally wraps his arms around me, holding me tightly in his embrace, then he digs his face into the crook of my neck sending my drunk blood into overdrive feeling his hot breath, "I assumed my own girlfriend would know who I am"
He then picks me up and walks us over to the bed, "lets get you out of these clothes"
I was feeling needy of sorts, and my lower belly fluttered with butterflies as he undressed me, but that dissipated when he gave me a sleeping shirt and put me in shorts.
Would it be too much to say that I felt a little disappointed? I was then welcomed by a very warm comforter and him pulling me into his embrace. I glanced up to see that possibly, just maybe I ignored and brushed him off during that whole party, I wanted to talk it out, but I was too helpless and drunk to help him, so I did anything, just anything that would bring him comfort.
Every being of me hated seeing him like this.
I ran my thumb against his cheek, under his eyes, "i'm so sorry Jae", my features turn sad while I continue to run my thumb across his brows, hoping I could take that tension that's invading my precious boyfriend's face. Hyunjae instantly loosens up and pulls me in just a tad tighter.
The weight of my eyes are getting too heavy for my comfort, and I close them to appease the sting. My fingers run to the back of his nape, letting them massage through his locks.
"you have really soft hair" and I received a hum in return. "and you have pretty eyes" another hum. "you also have a perfect nose that i'm rather jealous of" I can hear a faint snort. I continue my compliment, "you have an outstanding jawline......a perfect body."
With that last note about his body, I let my mind wander. My fingers drifted to his chest down to his abs, those slabs of abs that I loved so much and I heard a slight groan escape from his throat, that noise alone made me feel so much needier.
My fingers took a hold of his hand that was wrapped around my waist and I pulled them off me and up in between us, "and I love these fingers", my voice sounding sultry and evident of need, I brought his fingers to my lips so I can kiss it lightly.
My eyes fluttered open to see he had a dark intense stare in his eyes. If I wasn't drunk, I could probably pinpoint every thought behind those pools of brown, but I couldn't, not while alcohol was running in my blood.
But something that was very prominent was the deepening of his knitted brows and a swallow of his throat, he was taking in every will power to hold back, to refrain.
And he did, he pulled his hand back to wrap around my waist and snuggled his face deeper into my neck, "y/n please" his voice was desperately pleading, "I can't do that with you, not while you're drunk, so please....help me and go to sleep" his arm wrapped tighter around me like he was afraid I was going to run realizing that maybe I had felt rejected by him.
And I promise you, it wasn't that. My insides melted, my heart puddled, if it was under any circumstance where I was even just a little buzzed, Hyunjae would never ever take advantage of me, not even touch me in any inappropriate way.
I take a deep breath, and I feel his fingers tighten his grasp, patiently waiting what I was going to do next. I adjusted us, so that I was the one burying into his chest, "...and I love your heart" I slid my hands to the beating area of his chest, "so much.. for never ever doing anything that could possibly hurt mine"
Hyunjae's fingers graze the skin of my shoulder as sleep is ready to take over me, but before I do, I let out one last wholehearted fact, "and I'm very much so, in love with you Lee Jaehyun" I can feel his whole body tense, and for a few seconds I don't hear him say or do anything, and I couldn't help but be washed over by immense hurt, but the night is calling me to sleep and I can't stay awake enough to see how this would play through.
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My eyelids get glistened by the thin lights shining through the blinds and the throbbing of my head is killing me. I stir in my half awaken state feeling the hard yet soft surface under me.
"are you okay?" Hyunjae. Then a wrench of my heart takes over my body and that feeling alone triggered my mind taking course remembering everything that went down yesterday. Remembering at least the most important detail.
That he didn't say it back.
I lift my body off his chest, and Hyunjae quickly mirrors my action, letting him sit up himself, and when I feel the circles of his thumb grazing the back of my hand, I hadn't noticed he was even holding it. Like it was comforting me, like he knew that that was what I needed.
Hyunjae leans over to grab a glass of water on the bedside table as I rub my eyes on the back of my unoccupied hand and I can only respond with a weak 'yes' to his query.
I want so bad to take that hand back to my own body and out of his touch, but he's holding onto it for dear life, like it's the only thing he can do for me right now.
"are you sure?" He asks while placing a glass of water in front of me gesturing me to drink it. And I can't tell if he's asking me if I'm still drunk or if it's because he never reciprocated back my declaration of love.
"yes" it's still weaker than I wish and when I look up to see him, I see his jaw tighten as his eyes flicker between mine and I hope that what he's seeing is not the pain behind them.
He swallows a lump down his throat and asks me, "you're not drunk anymore right?"
Why he would ask that? My mind is running a couple of possibilities, yet I reply with a shake of my head and a 'no'.
"good......because I'm very much in love with you too y/n"
My mouth gapes open at him and my eyes widen slightly for a second, before the realization that he was just waiting till I was sober hits me, and my body relaxes and falls into him.
I'm such a fool to ever doubt that he didn't love me back.
"I was so terrified you didn't love me back...y-you didn't say anything" and I feel him tensing under me.
Hyunjae tightens his arms around my shoulders, planting a kiss to my head, "not nearly possible, I waited till all of you were somewhat here with me"
My heart constricts all the more.
"I don't think I'm capable of not loving you y/n"