Down Memory Lane

down memory lane

pairing: non-idol!jun x fem!reader

genre: fluff.

warnings: reader and jun are sharing chocolates throughout fic. reader + jun have a cat <3

word count: 1.2k~

daisy's notes: gourmet chocolates..... i luv u

“I’m home!”

You didn’t move from your spot on the couch, curled up with one of the books that Wonwoo had bought for you. This year, for your birthday, you had a little celebration a few days before with your boyfriend and a few of your friends (which was mainly your book club, which included Wonwoo). Drinks were had, cake was eaten, gifts were given, and it left you to enjoy the day-of your boyfriend peacefully. You had already taken off work to enjoy the day mostly on your own while Jun was at work. He’d promised to pick up ingredients for a special dinner, insisting on doing it on his way home from work rather than delay it by coming home for you. Which, to be fair, wasn’t a problem at all. It meant that you could stay home with a book and your cat (a little white fluff ball that Jun fell in love with when you both saw her at the shelter).

“Welcome home,” you called back, shifting. The cat jumped onto the floor, her little jingle bell ringing as she rushed over to fuss at Jun. Most days, he would stop to pay attention to her, but you could hear the rustling of paper bags as he toted them into the kitchen. 

A minute or so later, you felt Jun’s hands on your cheeks as he leaned down to give you a kiss on the forehead. “Did you have a good day?”

You craned your neck back to get a better look at him, smiling. “I did, yeah. Did you?”

“It’s better now.” He always had the softest look in his eyes whenever he looked at you. Yet all too soon, he had stepped away with you, that familiar jingling following after him. “Are you hungry? Or do you want a snack?”

You slid your bookmark into your book, setting it aside as you turned to watch Jun as he made his way to the kitchen. “What kind of snack?”

Jun hid something behind his back as he made his way back to you. “I bought two,” he said, sinking down onto the couch, “just so you’d have extra for yourself. But…” He held out two boxes of chocolates from some fancy place the two of you had visited once months ago. You’d sampled the chocolates together and gushed over how delicious they were. “I got a few custom boxes for you.”

“Junnie…” You pouted at him as you accepted the boxes. How could one man be so sweet…? “Thank you.”

“Happy birthday,” he said softly. “There’s a lot, so—”

“So I can share with you.” You’d already started opening one of the boxes. There were an assortment of eight flavors, all labeled, with three of each kind inside the box. How expensive were these…? The tiniest bit of guilt bubbled up inside of you, but you met Jun’s gaze after a moment. “Feed them to me?”

He smiled, turning his face away for a moment as his cheeks grew redder. “If you want.”

You picked up the first one, a marshmallow-filled chocolate, to hold up to him. “Jun?”

He faced you with a soft hum, only for his eyes to widen for a moment as he realized what you’d been planning. You had said that you wanted to share with him, and you’d fully meant it. He leaned forward, hand raising to steady your own as he took a bite from it. For a moment, his eyes fluttered shut as he chewed before swallowing. Then he reached for another from the box, holding it up for you to eat.

“It’s silly,” he said, “but… I picked these out for a reason.”

You ate the chocolate in one bite, a hand cupping the space in front of your mouth just in case. “Hm?”

“Do you remember that time we went camping with my friends?” He toyed with the piece of paper that once held the chocolate. “You brought along marshmallows to toast with us.”

Your cheeks began burning. Apparently, s’mores were pretty damn uncommon outside of the United States… But you’d made it work with digestive cookies you’d found at the store. Jun had been endeared to your flustered expression as you tried to explain it to him and his friends (and, yes, one mister Joshua Hong knew exactly what you were talking about… and still let you flounder).

“That was mortifying.”

“It was cute!” Jun giggled. “You were so cute about it.” He picked up another chocolate, one of the salted caramel ones. “I liked watching you bicker with Joshua afterward, too.”

Averting your gaze, you took a bite when Jun offered it to you. Then your eyes flickered back to him, widening as the salty sweetness of rich caramel melted over your tongue. All too quickly, you picked one up to offer to him, letting him take a bite as well.

It was while he was chewing that you spoke up, “Is this… from the beach we went to?”

Not just any beach: the beach Jun confessed to you on. So many of his early days with you had something to do with his friends, and that time had been no different. The two of you, plus Joshua, Minghao, and Joshua’s partner, had ended up renting a beach house for a few days. Jun had managed to convince the others to let you take the room with the single bed, leaving him to room with Minghao instead. Yet he’d found you one night, after the others had dispersed for the night, gathering a few things so you could comfortably go for a walk on the beach. A flashlight in case you needed it, a bottle of water, your phone and keys…

“Can I come?” He’d asked you. You had looked up from the little bag you’d been putting together. “You don’t have to—”

“I’d like that.” 

That night, he’d walked with you, talking about life. About everything that led the two of you to this point. His hand had brushed against yours a few times, always a little too shy to outright go for it. He’d finally broached the subject and saw the way you stopped, staring at him.

“You… You like me back?”

(It’d been Minghao who noticed his absence and texted him: Tell her already. She likes you, too.)

As he finished off the piece of chocolate, you squeezed your eyes shut, groaning a little. “It is, isn’t it?” And then you cupped his face. “That was so embarrassing…”

“It wasn’t!” He chuckled. “It was cute. You were so nervous…”

And he was, too, to be fair. He just giggled, looking over the other flavors. Now that he was really looking at them, all of them had some sort of silly story he could spin. The milk chocolate truffles reminded him of the time you taught him how to make a hot cocoa bomb, and the chocolate you kissed off of his lips. White chocolate, because it reminded him of the way you would get excited when you saw a place had white chocolate macadamia nut cookies. All little things he was happy to recount to you while the two of you snacked on your chocolates.

Once the box was set aside, Jun leaned in, lips pressing against your own. He could still taste chocolate on them, and he smiled against them before he drew back a moment later. He cupped your cheek, kissing your forehead one more time. “Happy birthday,” he said, eyes twinkling as he gazed at you. 

Next year, he’d use the new memories you created together to turn into a gift. And he hoped to reminisce with you again, ending it all with as many kisses as you wanted.

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THERE'S ACTUAL TEARS RUNNING DOWN MY FACE RN

JUNE 21 💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛 screaming so loud………….

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❝ It's okay if things go wrong, right? 

You'll hold my hand.

Relax your body in our warmth. ❞

warnings ; crying, mentions of reader having a bad day, soft angst and fluff with woozi and skinship omggggg

"i'm sorry, baby." your words are muffled in the crook of jihoon's neck, lips brushing the soft fabric of the hoodie he wore.

the soft clicking of his keyboard comes to a halt and you feel his shoulder relax under your chin. "why are you apologizing?"

the sniffle that comes from you creates a crack in jihoon's heart as he sits below you, allowing your weight to rest in his lap where he sat. your arms had somehow found their way around his shoulders and he had relaxed back as he worked on his laptop - and he hadn't made any move to unwind them from his body or gently nudge you away even twenty minutes after you'd sat down.

".... baby," jihoon urges again softly, reaching one hand to tuck a few strands of hair behind your ear. "talk to me."

another sniffle breaks the silence and he feels your chest jerk soft against his own as you breathe. "i shouldn't come bothering you like this when you're at work."

his brows furrow. he pulls back just enough to look at you, lifting your head with his hand under your chin and lowering his voice to just above a whisper. "when did i ever say you were bothering me? you had a bad day, baby. you're allowed to have bad days and you're allowed to cry. especially when you're with me; i want to be someone who's able to comfort you and having you like this right now proves i make you feel safe."

you nod slowly, listening to every word that falls from thin lips. your eyes brush over his expression and finding no hint of sarcasm or insincerity, fall weak to his passion. your face tucks back into his neck, cheeks now damp and nose running, but he doesn't seem to mind.

his hand finds home on the back of your head to cradle and keep you close. "i love you, baby." lips pressing a kiss to your forehead, he turns back to continue working, free hand tapping away at his keyboard.

you sniffle one more time, closing your eyes to let your lashes flutter over jihoon's skin. "i love you, too."

and with every passing moment, your anxiety eases until you're truly believing you weren't a bother to him. until you're realizing he is your safe space.

💚Junhui BF Thoughts💚

literally just my opinion on this gorgeous, sweet, perfect man

warnings: a lil smut cause i cant help myself

⁕When i say this man is peak boyfriend i mean it. jun is such a sweetheart i cant imagine him ever being a bad bf

⁕i think a relationship with him would start out as just friends, jun seems like the kind of guy to wanna make sure you feel the same before actually confessing to you

⁕once he finds out you feel the same way (soonyoung told him...never tell that man a secret) he would instantly become confident

⁕like i mean CONFIDENT, he’d poke fun at your little crush. much to your embarrassment

⁕he didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, he thought you knew he liked you back! but when he sees your demeanor shift after one of his jokes, you shrinking into yourself with misty eyes and a pout in your lips, he immediately apologizes

⁕he’d confess immediately, saying he was only teasing cause he felt the same way about you (probably more cause i just know this man’s a SIMP)

⁕if you cried during his confessions he’d look at you with so much care, wiping your tears gently with the back of his fingers. he’d pinch and poke your cheeks to get you to smile again

⁕on a similar note we already know juns a goofball but with you it’s like to a ridiculous extent.

⁕like man will make a FOOL of himself just to keep you happy and laughing

⁕like i said he’s a simp when it comes to you, so presents and cute dates, physical affection and affirming words…you get ALL of it

⁕speaking of getting all of it (hehe) he’d definitely be a rough fuck

⁕like i’m sorry, he tried so hard to push the horny thoughts away but the second you kissed up his neck he’s breathless, pushing you against the nearest wall to feel you up

⁕ofcourse he asks what you’re comfortable with before going too far, but once you give him the green light the man is actually insane

⁕the first time you two fuck is full of his deep groans as he thrusts into you from where you stand, face pressed against the wall and ass jiggling with each snap of his hips against you

⁕he’d have you caged in with those strong arms, hitting you from behind while giving you the (what he thinks) are the sweetest praises

⁕”fuck, been thinking abt fucking you for ages, feel so good, so much better than i imagined”

⁕it’s only then tht you realized he’s been fantasizing about you for a WHILE, fucking his fist to the thought of you after every time you hang out

⁕you know he’s about to cum from how close he pulls you against him, high pitched moans against your ear

⁕he’d cum in you, and would keep fucking his release back into you until he was satisfied. poor man just wants to convince you and himself that you’re his now

⁕if you didn’t cum he’d eat you out (he’d prob do it even if you did cum tbh)

⁕aftercare begins immediately after your orgasm calms down, sweet kisses and actual praises from him keeping you grounded

⁕would def go multiple rounds until he physically had nothing more to give you

⁕he can do both rough and soft fucks ofcourse, but i think he prefers rough just cause he loves claiming you and letting you know you’re his

⁕but more than that he wants you to know that he’s yours💚