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[a/n] happiest birthday to my favourite roomba and air fryer (and bunnies and deers and cats and dinosaurs and fishes and aliens) obsessed friend @synthetickitsune 🤍 here's my yearly half baked writing for you (i wrote this in like 2 hours please do not kill me for how shitty it is!!!!!) 😌🫶🏻
Junhui is dragging you around the appliances store, rambling on and on about how he has to replace the broken air fryer in his home before he leaves for his 3 months-long trip.
“Why can't you just get a new one after you come back?" You ask, poking at one of the mini toaster oven, opening and closing its door a couple of times.
“Because,” he pulls you away from the oven to head over to the air fryer section, “I don't like to leave things until the last minute. I want to make sure everything is settled before I leave.”
You throw a puzzled look his way. “But it's not like you're even gonna be able to use it. Considering you won't even be here for the next 3 months.”
“Not the point,” he argues back before excitedly pointing at an air fryer that catches his eye then running towards it. “How's this one?”
You walk over and look at the information card. “Looks pretty good,” you pull out the basket to inspect it, “not too big and not too small either. Seems pretty practical.”
Junhui watches you as you continue checking out the air fryer, turning it around to look at the back, inspecting all the buttons on the machine before carefully reading all the details and descriptions again. A feeling of warmth starts blooming in his chest at your enthusiasm over a little home appliance. “Let's get this one then,” he picks up one of the boxes on the shelf before grabbing your hand to lead you to the check out counters.
“You know, I've been meaning to get one of these babies for my own apartment.” You pat the air fryer that's currently resting on your lap as Junhui stops at the carpark of your apartment.
He knows. He's heard you talking about it to your friends and family multiple times.
“Why haven't you gotten one?”
You shrug, “it's just always out of my budget so I’m still trying to save up for it. Besides, I just splurged on my roomba not that long ago.”
He lets out a sigh, “you should have told me that earlier when we were shopping. I would have gotten you one.”
“That's exactly why I didn't tell you,” you chuckled then placed one hand on his thigh. “I didn't want you spending money on me.”
“But I want to buy you things and spend money on you,” an adorable pout starts forming on his face. “It's basically my job as the boyfriend to pamper and spoil you.”
To prevent the pout from turning into a full on sulk-fest, you quickly reassure him. “And you do that all the time! It's just that an airfryer isn't something I need urgently. That's why I’m planning to slowly save up until I can get one.”
He doesn't look convinced but relents anyway. He reaches for your hand that was resting on his thigh, “do you promise you'll tell me whenever you need or want something from now on?”
“Junnie,” you whine, “I can't possibly allow you to buy me everything I need or want.”
His grip on your hand tightens and he tells you with a laugh, “I’m not gonna let go, in fact, I will keep tightening my grip until you agree to it.”
You try to pull your hand out of his grasp without success so you start slapping at his hand in an attempt to get him to let go.
“It's not going to work,” he grins.
So you decide to play dirty and let out a loud yelp. “Ow, my finger!”
Junhui quickly releases his hold, dropping your hand then turning to look at you with scared, wide eyes. He grabs your hand again, bringing them up to his face to check on it. “I’m so sorry, are you okay? I didn't mean to—”
He's panic rambling.
“I’m fine, I’m fine.” You pat him on the arm, trying to calm him down but he's still apologising continuously. “If you're really sorry, kiss it better.”
You hold your hand up to his lips and he starts leaving little pecks on it.
“It tickles," you tell him with a soft laugh, trying to pull your hand back but he stops you by grabbing onto you.
He places a kiss to the back of your hand with a loud, obnoxious smooch making you giggle.
You're so enamored by how silly he is.
It's 12am and you're in bed, facetiming your boyfriend that's halfway across the world from you.
“I wish I was there right now, I hate that I can't be there with you.” He grumbles.
You smile at him, not even sure if he can see you because of how dark your room is. “It’s fine, Junnie. It's not your fault you have to work and it's just a birthday. It's no big deal.”
He frowns, “of course it is a big deal. Birthdays are supposed to be celebrated, they're special. Especially when it's yours.”
You just hum back lazily in response, feeling yourself about to drift off to sleep.
“So what are you doing later? Are you hanging out with your friends?”
“Nah, I’m just gonna have a chill day at home with Floofy. Probably catch up on some shows or watch some movies.” You let out a big yawn and Junhui laughs at the cute sight on his screen.
“Okay baby, I won't keep you up any longer. Go sleep, I’ll text or call you again later when I have the time. Happy birthday, I love you.”
“I love you too,” you tell him back before letting your eyes flutter shut.
You stir awake to the sound of Floofy scratching at your door from the outside, which is strange because you clearly remember her being inside the room with you before falling asleep. You check the time on your phone and see that it's already almost noon and then you hear it — noises coming from what seems like the kitchen of your apartment. Sitting up on your bed, you debated on who you should call for help and then you hear the scratching on your door again.
It's probably not safe to leave Floofy alone outside.
Quietly, you move across the room to open the door and Floofy quickly runs in and you immediately notice something attached to her collar.
“Please don't be a ransom note,” you think to yourself as you remove the folded piece of paper.
With a deep breath, you unfold it then slowly look down to see that it's a… Warranty card? You turn the card around, trying to see if it says what it was for and then your eyes finally land on, “Product: Air Fryer”
What the hell is going on here?
Your thoughts were interrupted by a loud crash. You quickly grab your phone then head outside to check what exactly was going on out there. You stop in your tracks when you see Junhui in your kitchen holding a pot in one hand as he frantically tries to pick up a pot lid from the floor with his other.
He freezes when he spots you, a sheepish look on his face. “Sorry, I didn't mean to be loud and wake you up.”
Your eyes scan the kitchen before landing back on your boyfriend, still in disbelief. “What... What are you doing here?”
“Surprise?” He says hesitantly as he moves towards you, “I’m here to celebrate your birthday and to give you your gift. Although I have to admit, it's not really off to a good start.”
“What do you mean not off to a good start?" You exclaim, quickly throwing your arms around him to pull him into a big hug. “I can't believe you're here.”
Pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head, he tells you in an even softer voice, “Of course I have to be here. It's the love of my life's birthday.”
You snuggle closer into his chest, letting yourself drown in this feeling for a few minutes longer before finally looking up at him with a grin. “So, where is my present?”
There's a proud smile on his face as he leads you into the kitchen, pointing out the air fryer that's now sitting on your counter. The same exact one you had picked out at the store together before he left — all set up and ready to use.
Squealing, you run your hands all over the appliance. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”
“Anything for you, my love.” He can't help but fall in love with you all over again in this very moment. At the way you're so genuinely happy over something this small and simple like you're a kid in a candy store.
“Tonight’s dinner will be a five course air fried feast.” You look back at him to announce excitedly.
“Glad we're already putting your gift to good use.”
but one of my friends was one of the ones you blocked, and she would like to be able to reblog and like your work now that she’s more serious on tumblr
she can’t access your blog to ask to be unblocked herself, so she asked me to reach out in her stead. she’s @noniesgummysmile, and she’d be eternally grateful
sorry again, and thank you for your time and all your wonderful work !!
hello!! thank you for reaching out, i've unblocked your friend. 🫶🏻
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I’m sorry for bothering you, it’s just I’ve been reading on your blog and suddenly everything disappeared and I wanted to know if you blocked me? I’m really confused since I have my age displayed and I would be very thankful if you could respond to me.
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[a/n] not my best work but a huge thank you to @wenjunehui for being such a lovely friend to have and for always being a loyal supporter of jeonghunny 😽🫶🏻
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[a/n] drowning in my jeonghan feels after seeing him at the concert today. my dumbass accidentally deleted the original post. 😭
you check the date on your phone again, excitement bubbling up inside you once you confirm that tomorrow is indeed the day you finally get to go on a proper date with your boyfriend. you didn't have much planned, just a simple lunch date at the restaurant the both of you love, watch the movie you know he's been wanting to see and a walk at the park where you'd both probably just take a bunch of photos of each other and the scenery. nothing that fancy since you've both been together for a while now.
the last three times you were supposed to go on a date had all ended up being cancelled because jeonghan got called in for work at the last minute. you know he still feels bad about it because he'd keep talking about wanting to make it up to you even after you'd constantly reassured him that it was fine and you understand that his work requires a lot of his time.
he should be home by now, you look up at the clock that reads 11:12pm. just then, you hear the front door open and in walks an exhausted looking jeonghan. the sight makes you feel guilty about dragging him out for a date on the one weekend he'd finally be free from work. now that you think about it, he hasn't had any proper rest in about three weeks now.
“hey,” he greets you with a sweet smile after putting his shoes into the cabinet and you immediately notice the dark circles under his eyes.
you greet him back and follow him to the room but you linger by the door and he knows you want to say something. after all this time together, he can practically read you like a book. he turns to you with a soft hum, urging you to say whatever it is you want to tell him and your eyes widen as if you weren't expecting him to catch on.
“i was just thinking,” you walk into the room, “maybe we should just cancel our plans for tomorrow and stay in instead.”
jeonghan stops whatever he was doing to turn to you, “why? i thought you were looking forward to tomorrow?”
“yeah, i was.” you move closer to him so you can wrap your arms around his middle, missing his warmth after being away from him for the entire day. “but i think you should be resting instead after these past three weeks. we can always postpone our date, it's not that important.”
jeonghan pulls back slightly to meet your eyes, “baby… we've postponed this date three times now. it is important and i don't want to let you down again.”
you're immediately shushing him, “don't be silly. you're not letting me down. i’m the one who thinks we should change our plans so you can get some rest. we can just sleep in, cook something simple for lunch, watch some shows then take a nap. it'd still be a nice date to me.”
jeonghan shakes his head, he's adamant to take you out after cancelling on you so many times. “i’ll be fine after getting some sleep tonight. just let me take you out on a proper date tomorrow, please?”
you don't answer right away so he adds for good measure, “i’ll feel like such a shitty boyfriend if you don't let me make it up to you.”
he watches as your expression softens and he knows he won.
“fine,” you finally yield. “but instead of everything we had planned originally, we'll just go for quick lunch and a walk. we can watch the movie at home.”
jeonghan nods eagerly, happy to accept whatever you're willing to give him and presses a quick kiss to your lips. “thank you, baby. i’m looking forward to tomorrow.”
“me too,” you lean forward to kiss him again. “thank you for doing this for me.”
“of course," he hugs you closer to him, cradling your head to his chest before whispering into your hair, “it's my job to make you happy. the next time we get to go on another date, expect it to be three times better than this one.”
very very late response but you have no idea how much this means to me 🥺🩷 thank you for reading and reblogging my work, readers like you have my entire heart
[a/n] happy cheol month! unfortunately, i don't have any fluffy stuff written for him so enjoy this old angsty fic i wrote for him back in 2023. 😔 yes, i am aware that it's not the new year's eve yet.
seungcheol’s thumbs hover over his phone screen hesitantly after opening and closing his contact list for what feels like the 20th time in the past five minutes. his eyes remain glued to your name as he debates internally on whether it would be a good idea to call you, especially on new year’s eve. he doesn’t want to disturb you in case you were out with your friends or go back on his words of not contacting you when the both of you broke up. but this was the first new year's eve he wasn’t spending with you in 4 years and it just feels weird and wrong.
maybe he should just send you a simple text to wish you a happy new year later but he thought that it wouldn’t feel sincere… it was just an excuse to hear your voice, he knows that. he takes in a deep, shaky breath before finally pressing down onto your contact then holds the phone up to his ear as he nibbles on his lower lip nervously. after a few rings, he was ready to hang up, thinking you weren’t going to pick up but then he suddenly hears your voice and his heart stops. he didn’t think that far ahead and hadn’t thought of what he was going to say if you were to actually pick up.
“seungcheol?” you ask with a slightly worried tone. there's no reason for him to be contacting you unless something happened… or if he was drunk. “is something wrong?”
seungcheol shakes his head even though you can’t see him. “no, i just wanted to wish you a happy new year’s eve.”
he hears you chuckling lightly on the other end and he feels his heart clench in his chest. he had missed the sound of your laughter so much and he cursed himself for calling you because now he doesn’t know if he’ll be able to let you go again.
“thank you,” you stay quiet for a bit before continuing. “that’s really sweet of you. happy new year’s eve to you too.”
seungcheol doesn’t respond, hoping to drag this call out for as long as he can because after you hang up he doesn’t know when’s the next time he’ll get to hear your voice again.
“is there anything else?” you urge.
“uhh…” seungcheol searches his mind for something to talk about, “you left a mug at my place.”
the perfect excuse! and he’ll get to see you when you come over to pick it up too.
“you can keep it or throw it out, it’s not important.”
“oh,” his heart sinks.
“cheol,” your voice was soft as you called out his nickname. the nickname he has been dying to hear from your lips again. “i know you’re just making up excuses for me to go over. there’s no mug, is there?”
“yeah,” he admits sheepishly, knowing there’s no point in lying further and then he’s rambling. “it feels weird that we’re not together on new year’s eve and i miss you so much. not just today but every single second that we’ve been apart. is that so wrong?”
silence.
“are you still there?” seungcheol pulls the phone away to check if the call is still connected and then he hears you sniffling. he starts panicking and wishes he can run over to you to comfort you with a hug.
you let out a sigh and then your voice comes out as almost a whisper. “no, cheol. it’s not wrong at all.”
seungcheol holds his breath, waiting for your next words.
“because i miss you too.”
seungcheol feels like he’s about to cry. in fact, he’s probably already crying. he doesn’t know how he should respond.
“can i go see you right now?” he asks when he finally calms himself down. he glances at the clock to see that it’s 11.59pm.
you let out a soft hum of agreement and he hears the sound of fireworks going off in the background. “you know where to find me.”
“i’ll be right over.”
“i’ll see you then.”
seungcheol’s about to hang up but then he quickly brings the phone back up again. “oh, y/n?”
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[a/n] happy birthday to the only other person i know that enjoys angst, pain and suffering as much as i do. @synthetickitsune i'm sorry for this shitty piece of work but it's all the rusty 0.5 braincell left in me could come up with. thank you for always supporting my delusions, ily and i hope you'll have the best birthday ever! 🤍
the slight vibrations from your phone on your nightstand causes you to wake from your slumber and you tilt your head upwards to see that it was lit up. the sudden brightness from the only light source in the otherwise dark room causes your eyes to squint and you were barely able to make out the time on the clock. 12am. who the hell could be contacting you at this hour?
sitting up groggily, you rub your sleepy eyes as you hope to yourself that it wasn't some kind of emergency. you reach for your phone only to find an influx of text messages flooding your screen from the person you expected the least. subconsciously, you held your breath as memories of the last time you had talked to him come rushing back to you. all the fighting, the yelling, the crying and all the ugly words that were exchanged in frustration that now clearly overpowered all the happy memories you've had with him before everything went to shit. it all still feels so fresh in your mind.
you release the breath you'd been holding and unlocked your phone but your fingers hover over the notifications hesitantly. do you really want to open those messages? you have no idea what to expect. maybe it's better to just ignore them and keep moving on with your life as you've been doing — or trying to at least, for the past few months. you'd hate yourself if you allowed a couple of text messages to undo all your progress. but what if it's important? what if he's in some kind of trouble and needs you?
you open them.
[yoon jeonghan, 12am] hey, i know you told me to leave you alone but it's your birthday and it feels really weird that i'm not there to celebrate it with you when i've been doing that for the past 3 years.
[yoon jeonghan, 12am] you probably didn't even remember that it's your birthday but it's still in my calendar.
[yoon jeonghan, 12:01am] not that i needed the reminder but… i just never ended up removing it
[yoon jeonghan, 12:07am] i swear i'm not trying to ruin your birthday by contacting you and i know i don't deserve anything from you but
[yoon jeonghan, 12:07am] i really do miss you and what we had together.
[yoon jeonghan, 12:10am] would it really be too much for me to ask for one chance to apologise and fix things between us?
[yoon jeonghan, 12:15am] shouldn't we give us another try?
[yoon jeonghan, 12:18am] i know i fucked up. horribly. and it's taken everything in me to not contact you for the past couple of months. i really tried to stay away.
[yoon jeonghan, 12:18am] but can we just talk about everything that happened that night? now that we've both had enough time to calm down and think things through?
[yoon jeonghan, 12:22am] i really hope to hear from you.
[yoon jeonghan, 12:22am] even if it's just you telling me to fuck off and leave you alone.
[yoon jeonghan, 12:31am] i hope you've been doing well and taking care of yourself.
[yoon jeonghan, 12:31am] but if you choose not to respond, i get it too. i said some really fucked up things to you.
[yoon jeonghan, 12:40am] happy birthday again, my love. i just want you to know that i still love you so much despite everything.
you didn't even realise that you'd started crying until all the words began to blur together and a tear fell on your thigh.
do you want to forgive him? does he deserve it? probably not because you were still undeniably hurt by what happened that night. but he was willing to apologise and fix things. maybe you should at least hear him out before deciding because you'd be lying if you said you didn't still love him and miss him too.
before you knew it, you were dialling his number. you chew on your bottom lip out of nervousness as you listen to the dial tone, wondering if this was all a big mistake. you didn't have much time to question your choice though because he picks up almost right away.
"hello?" he sounds almost breathless, as if he was scrambling to pick up the phone before you had a chance to hang up.
"hi," you answer quietly through the soft sniffles.
"hi," there's a slight awkward silence before he continues. "so i'm guessing you read my texts?"
"i did."
he pauses, waiting to see if you'll be the one to bring it up first.
you don't.
"does this mean you're agreeing to what i asked you?" you can hear the hint of hopefulness in his voice and in your mind there's a very vivid picture of the way his eyes would always light up and his brows would raise slightly whenever he tries to get you to give in to him.
damn, you missed him. maybe even more than you'd even realised.
"maybe, yeah." you pick at a loose thread on the blanket next to you.
jeonghan lets out a shaky breath, feeling the weight lifting off of him now that he's got a confirmation that you want to give him another chance. he tries not to sound too excited though, because he still has a lot of repairing to do when it comes to his relationship with you. "okay, great."
the silence between the two of you makes your heart ache because you used to be able to talk to jeonghan about anything and everything but now it's like neither of you know what to say.
"i really want to apologise to you in person," jeonghan starts. "but i also want to apologise to you now first."
"i have things to apologise for too. you're not the only one at fault here." you sigh, recalling all the nasty things you hurled back at him that night.
"yeah, but i was the one who started throwing low blows first." jeonghan feels ashamed just from memories of the things he'd said. hurting you the way he did is probably the biggest regret in his life and will probably always be. "i'm truly sorry. there's not a minute that goes by where i don't regret what i did."
you don't think you've ever felt the way you do now before. it's like there's so many things you want to say but you're also not sure what you're supposed to say either. maybe it's the fact that you haven't spoken to him or seen him in months, but he feels familiar yet like a stranger to you somehow.
"we should talk about this another day," you look at the clock that now reads 1:50am. "don't you have work tomorrow?"
there's an indescribable feeling of warmth that fills jeonghan's chest at the tiniest indication that you still care for him somehow.
"yeah, you should go to bed too. you were probably asleep before i woke you up."
he hears your soft hum of agreement.
"happy birthday again," he tells you quietly. "thank you for granting me my wish even though it's your birthday."
you feel a slight smile making its way onto your lips at the thought that maybe this time everything will work out in you and jeonghan's favour. "maybe this was what i would have wished for too."
when i tell you the only person who understands my pathetic, desperate, loser, yearner, groveller agenda is eden... yup yup yup. there can nvr be too many pathetic loser men in love in this world. we need more men begging on their knees for a chance to fix their fuck ups.
