Can I Walk You Home?

can i walk you home?

11. it’s a date

warnings jung coming on very strong and a subtle innuendo

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killin’ me softly

(and sweetly)

(and gently)

jongho x reader

warnings: lotsa kissin lotsa love

a/n: ayo i’m back after like three weeks pls take my lil blurb reader and jongho are whipped and i will not be writing it any other way enjoyyyyy

(also idk if i proofread it misspelling or weird grammar is due to the fact that it is 2 am👍)

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“hey are you busy right now?” 

you say tentatively, quietly opening the door to jonghos hotel room. you spot him sitting at the desk by the window, tapping away on a laptop, sun shining perfectly onto his warm brown eyes. he turns to face you as you shut the door, a smile appearing on his tired face as he beckons you inside.

“oh, i’m so glad your here, i’m never too busy for you, don’t worry.” he says, his smile growing bigger as he spots your cheeks growing pink at his words.

“oh thank goodness, i missed you way too much” 

you say with a sigh as you make your way to his desk. jongho shuts the laptop and you wrap your arms around him while he stays seated, his face pressed into your warm tummy. he groans in contentment, the vibrations tickling you and making you chuckle at his neediness.

“god, love, i needed a hug so bad. the editor got sick? so i had to edit my own vlog? which was fun until i realized my camera had died halfway through, so i had to go back and film some more and then edit that and then the software logged me out and-“ jongho rambled away into your shirt as you stroked the soft hair on his head, humming in agreement in all the right places and gasping at all the things that got in the way of his progress. 

“i’m just pretty tired, yknow? i didn’t have much on my schedule today except editing but then that took way longer than i wanted and now im so tired…” jongho sighs once more, squeezing your waist with his arms, gazing up at you. you look down at him lovingly, admiring his pretty face, moving a stray hair out of his eyes. 

“well, i came to ask you if you wanted to go out for dinner with me, but it seems like you could use a nap instead.” you say with a soft smile, noting how his eyes droop at even the suggestion of extra rest. 

“no, no! we can go out! i can just grab some coffee and then maybe i’ll be okay?” jongho stands up as he talks, but immediately trips over the chair he just got out of, falling once more into your warm embrace, albeit a little clumsily. you chuckle as he wraps you up again, sighing and melting into you once more as he rests his head on top of yours. 

“jjong, i think you definitely deserve a nap. trust me, i wanna go out too, but i cant have you falling asleep in the restaurant.” you whisper into his chest. jongho chuckles at your jab at him, but finally-

“okay, okay, fine, we can stay in” jongho says. there is hesitance in his voice, but you know him well, and you know for certain that  all he needs is a little bit of sleep. but only a little.

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you and jongho had been cuddled up under the covers for what seemed like forever. you hadn’t been able to fall asleep, only dozing every once in a while. you hadn’t been nearly as tired as jongho, who had basically knocked out the minute he had found a comfy spot: right on top of you. he had tucked his face into your neck, you had started stroking his hair, and it was over for him. jongho wasn’t much of a snorer (at least not always) but you couldn’t help but smile at the little snuffles he let out here and there, occasionally shifting in his sleep, wrapping himself tighter around you.  

you suddenly realized during one of his snuffle-move around-go back to sleep moments that he hadn’t gone back to sleep.  his breathing was still slow and deep, but he was squirming around a bit, trying to get comfortable again. finally, he raised his head to gaze at you, his eyes swollen with sleep, his full cheeks sporting a pink blush. 

before you could even jokingly give him a little “good morning” greeting, jongho leaned in and pressed his lips to your own. you made a soft noise of surprise, but quickly forgot yourself in the sensations the kiss was providing. you moved your lips against his, breathing in his scent as the kiss grew more urgent. jongho lifted himself over you, placing his arms on the sides of your head as he continued his heavy kisses. his lips started to wander, teasingly trailing kisses and small licks down your jaw and onto your neck. before he could get any further, you grabbed his face gently, squishing his cheeks and making him face you. 

“why’d you stop me???” jongho whined, the pout on his sleepy face growing as you giggled at his vulnerable expression. you placed a small kiss on his pouted lips, but quickly drew away before he could get handsy again. 

“jongho, you’ve been awake for a while 20 seconds and you’re already so needy? what’s going on?” you say teasingly, grinning at his helpless expression. 

jongho blinks slowly at you as you keep smiling at him, his eyes still full of sleep. 

“jus’ wanna be with you.” he mumbles. 

oh man. 

that was it.

boy did he have a way with words.

“oh-thank you-“ you stutter out, very very flustered by his small comment.

he had barely spit out a coherent sentence and you were practically melting at his words. if there was one thing you absolutely loved about jongho, it was his romanticism. he didn’t even do it on purpose half the time, he was so honest about his love for you, he just couldn’t help it. heartfelt confessions out the wazoo were a staple in your relationship, and you never got tired of it. 

you let go of his face, a blush spreading across your own cheeks for what must have been the fourth time in a few hours. the affect that man had on you was atrocious. jongho kept his eyes on your own, studying your expression as he witnessed your pink cheeks turn red. he took that as a cue to lean in once more, peppering soft kisses all over your heated face, paying special attention to the tip of your nose and the corners of your lips. he teased you with quick, fleeting kisses before you grew impatient and smooshed his inviting mouth into your own. jongho immediately deepened the kiss, tilting his head to better access you. 

he kissed you slowly and sweetly, taking his time with you. his breath was steady and warm, and his body was heavenly lying on top of yours. after what seems like hours, he pulled away to breathe, making sure to keep his hands on you, stroking your warm cheeks with his gentle fingers, pressing his forehead onto your own. his lips find yours again in no time, and this time it never escalates. his lingering exhaustion is clear in the lazy kisses he gives you, but you’re not complaining. you were tired too, and while you both love the intimacy of sex, sometimes a lazy sleepy makeout was all the both of you wanted. 

you and jongho kiss for what feels like forever, reveling in the immense comfort that comes with being close with someone you love so dearly. you eventually wrap your arms back around him, and you feel his kisses grow more chaste as his sleepy body starts to rebel. finally, pulling away with a big sigh, jongho looks you in the eye.

“love?”

“yea, jjong?” you say, brushing a stray strand of soft brown hair out of his reddened face. 

“i think imma need sum more sleep mkay-”he whispers, his voice cracking slightly as a yawn cuts off his sentence. 

you smile softly, landing a kiss on the tip of his pretty nose. you almost giggle as his eyes start to droop again, but you withhold your teasing as you also begin to feel the affects of laying in bed for hours.

“that’s okay, jjong, i don’t mind. get all the rest you need.” you mumble softly, the affection basically oozing out of your voice. as if on cue, jongho gives you one more soft kiss and tucks his face back into your neck, wrapping his arms around you in a tight embrace. you nuzzle your own face into jonghos warmth, snuffling slightly as his hair tickles your nose. his breaths even out in record time. 

and then begin the soft snores. 

you don’t mind, he does that sometimes if he’s had a particularly stressful work week. if anything, it’s endearing. and besides, you weren’t that tired. you could afford to be kept awake by your boyfriends adorable snores for a little while longer. 

especially if it meant you got to keep him in your arms.

anything for your choi jongho.

love of my life is what you mutter, smiling against him as you eventually drop off to sleep, your soft breaths synchronizing with his own. choi jongho, your comfort. 

choi jongho, 

your home.

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a/n #2: yea i did say his nose was pretty again i will not be taking criticism cus where’s the lie🤨

n-e way i hope you enjoyed<333

This was awesome I did get confused at the pink cheeks and everything but it was still amazing and very much realistic

I meant you are hongjoongs Bias fic it was very cool

thank you for the compliment and thanks for bringing that to my attention, i just changed that to blush instead. i try to make my stories as inclusive as possible but i do sometimes miss things so anyone please feel free to bring things like this up at anytime so i can change it

glad you enjoyed!

so…….ateez at waterbomb has me thinking………………..maybe writing

i love you, again

your boyfriend has a bit of an endearing habit when he gets drunk and after a stressful day you couldn’t be happier to hear it

⇀ pairing s.coups x reader

⇀ genre fluff, slight hurt/comfort (but just the comfort)

⇀ style one-shot/blurb

⇀ word count 1.6k

⇀ warnings drinking (reader has wine, cheol is drunk), talk of being stressed, food, so sickly sweet

⇀ reactions from the gc “You love me so much🥹this was perfect”

note i wrote this MONTHS ago for syd and i guess myself cause i had the shittiest week known to man (ignore the formatting idk why i was writing with capitalization bleh)

Seungcheol wasn’t known to be a lightweight, especially compared to some of his other band mates, but there were certainly times when he’d gotten past the point of making sense. You predicted that tonight might be one of those when he’d texted you that he and the boys were all going out to celebrate the end of their incredibly successful promotions for their latest comeback. Usually he might invite you to tag along, as many of the members enjoyed bringing their partner along, but he knew you’d had a tough day, the kind only recovered from by alone time, so he had let you know where they were all going and that he’d probably be home a bit late, and you were honestly a bit thankful that you would have the entire apartment to yourself for the next few hours at least. You loved your boyfriend, but honestly if you had to interact with another person face-to-face for very much longer before you had your personal decompression time, you might just break down.

So, when you get home you move as slowly as you feel like, pouring yourself a glass of wine, running a bath with your favorite bubble mix, that you remind yourself to thank your boyfriend for restocking earlier in the week, and ordering your favorite comfort food to be delivered just before your skin would start to wrinkle in the water. Once you’ve settled onto the couch with your food and pulled up your favorite movie you can already feel that most of the day has melted off your shoulders.

As the movie ends you check your phone for the first time since you've gotten home, there are a few notifications from your friends and a couple messages from Jeonghan. You two are certainly friends but he’s not really a casual texter so you’re slightly confused until you notice the images he’d attached.

The first picture is just Seungcheol, a candid of him laughing at something one of the other boys must of done or said. He was always better at taking those aesthetic boyfriend pictures of Cheol than you were, but you like to blame it on the years of practice he had before you even knew either of them. The second picture is obviously from later in the night, and you notice that it was only sent a few minutes ago. There are several empty glasses in front of your boyfriend, and you can spot at least three empty soju bottles, but most notably he is very cutely posing for the camera, a blush dusting his cheeks as he pouts his lips.

You giggle as you reply to Jeonghan with a quick and simple laughing emoji before you place your phone back next to you on the couch and set up for your second movie of the night. You don’t feel a buzz next to you for the entire first act of the film, Jeonghan often not responding unless he has something else to say, but just as the main character is starting to reach the peak of their conflict your phone lights up with a call from your likely very drunk boyfriend.

You answer as soon as the movie is paused, smiling gently as you say, “Hi Cheolie.”

You hear his muffled giggle on the other side of the line before he replies with a drawn out, “Hiiii.”

“What’s up?” you ask, knowing that he must have called you for a reason.

He giggles again, although this time he forgets to cover the microphone and you can hear the tinkle of his laugh as clearly as your phone speaker will allow. His giggles always had the same effect on you, feeling light stream between your ribs as butterflies brush against your stomach. Instantly the rest of the tension you’d been holding in your body seems to melt away, swallowed by the love struck smile your boyfriend has to be wearing on his face based on the way his next few words come out.

“Hmm, I want to tell you something.” He says it lightly and you’re starting to realize how gone he must be. You can faintly hear the muffled sounds of the bar he’d been at for the past several hours but you figure he must have stepped out of the main room, if not all the way outside, because the background sounds don’t cover his words at all. “Can I tell you something?”

“You know you can tell me anything,” you reply quickly, telling the truth even though you’re familiar with the secret he’s about to spill.

Every few months, once your boyfriend has gotten sufficiently inebriated, his memory will seem to fail him and he will forget how far you’d gotten into your relationship. This means that wherever he is, whatever he is doing he will suddenly have a burst of longing for you and will need to “tell you something”. This something is always along the lines of how much he loves you but he will treat this fact, that you already know and had probably heard him tell you at least five times that day alone, as though it’s a new confession. The other boys think it’s funny but you find it adorable that the man you love returns your feelings so strongly that he basically can’t keep them to himself even if he’s not sure you two are even in a relationship.

You hear Seungcheol take a deep breath through the phone before he says, “Okay but it’s really important.”

You chuckle lightly in admiration and try to control your smile as you reply. “Would you rather do it in person?” you ask, never having this happen with him over the phone. Usually this would happen when you were together drinking, so although you’d had a glass of wine earlier you were certainly more sober than you’d been any other time he’d done this.

“No!” he practically shouts in response. “I’m too nervous,” he responds quietly, although his words are slurring together and so you almost don’t hear him.

“Okay,” you say fondly, your own smile no longer able to be fought off by your self control. “I’m listening,” you reassure him as another chuckle slips past your lips.

He takes a pause and you almost wonder if he’s going to not say it. Maybe you misread the situation and he is actually telling you something that you’d rather hear in person. You feel a bubble of doubt form in the bottom of your stomach, itching with nerves as you wait for your boyfriend to stumble through his next words.

As soon as he’s opened his mouth you feel that bubble pop and the itching is replaced with warmth as he, as clearly as he can with all the alcohol running through his system, says, “I love you.” It’s a firm statement, said with the tone of a fact but the way you can practically feel Seungcheol’s tension radiating through the phone almost makes it feel like a question.

“I love you too,” your reply rolling off your tongue as easy as every time you say it to him but never losing any of the tenderness you hold for your lover.

Seungcheol suddenly releases a breath on the other end of the line and you can almost hear his lips stretch into the loving smile he always gives you after hearing those words.

The next few moments are filled with comfortable silence and you’re almost afraid to break it before you ask, “When are you coming home?”

This seems to almost bring him back for a moment as he must be remembering that, not only is this not the first time he’s told you he loves you but, he shares an apartment with you, where he gets to go to bed with you every night and wake up to you every morning. You’re patient as you wait for him to catch up and you almost feel bad for ruining his romantic alcohol related fantasy until he has suddenly come back to reality.

“Right now,” he says with an urgency, and you can hear him open the door that had separated him from the commotion of the main room. “I want to hold you,” he adds as a sort of explanation and you faintly hear the sounds of Jeonghan calling your boyfriend’s name.

“I’m all yours,” you reply with a light giggle, shaking your head as you get up to move to the bed, turning off your forgotten movie and packing your leftovers for the fridge.

“Wow,” he breaths out faintly in disbelief causing you to let out another giggle.

“I love you,” you remind him, partly just to hear him sigh in that lovestruck way he does when he’s in this mood. “I’ll see you soon, baby,” you add and you can hear him drop something or bump into something as all the other boys groan at him and you laugh.

“I love you too, bye,” he says quickly as you can hear the boys starting to hound him about what he’s doing before he hangs up.

As you bring the phone away from your ear you notice how different you feel from when you first got home and even from just before your boyfriend called you. The stress from your day had dissipated almost completely and you almost forgot that you’d originally wanted to spend your night alone. So as you get comfortable in bed, and wait for your sweet Cheol to join you, you make a mental note to allow yourself to enjoy your boyfriend’s healing energy when you might feel like isolating again.

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