hello Jemima, I hope you are doing well! I really love your blog and enjoy every artwork you post 🥺 I wanted to ask if I could request a juyeon blurb with the numbers 6,75 and 94 and maybe like a friends to lovers au maybe?? thank you in advance. I wish you the best and lots of love!
“ya, y/n! what happened to you?!” juyeon scolded.
“it’s been a bad day,” you pouted, removing your soaking wet shoes as you walked into the boyz’s apartment, shivering and only slightly dripping onto the wooden floor.
“come on, let’s get you dry,” juyeon sighed, grabbing your arm and dragging you along with him.
“ya! why are you mad at me?!” you whined, “juyeon!”
“i’m not mad, y/n,” he said, his tone still cold and his words short.
“i think you are,” you pouted.
juyeon grumbled, “i’m not mad, it’s just that i worry about you! and it doesn’t help when come by looking like this!”
you frowned as juyeon pulled a towel off the heated rack, beginning to dry your hair and face before handing it to you to do the rest.
“i’ll get you some of my clothes.”
“juyeon?” you called out, making your best friend pause at the door, “thank you for worrying about me.”
juyeon just chuckled, continuing out the door and leaving you to get undressed and dry off. his toned arm appeared through a crack in the door a couple minutes later, a shirt that was extremely oversized and a pair of sweatpants that needed rolling up several times was in his hand.
“come out quickly, i’ll make ramen.”
a smile spread across your face as you took the clothes and quickly put them on. looking in the mirror, you looked like a child in their parents’ clothing, even more so when you removed your melted make-up.
“mm, smells good,” you said, appearing in the kitchen, juyeon’s wide shoulders facing you as he stirred the ramen.
“give me your clothes, i’ll put them in the dryer,” juyeon said, turning round before a small blush rose to his cheeks, “you look good.”
you chuckled, posing, “really?”
juyeon smiled, cupping your cheek in his huge hand, “your eyes. sparkly. pretty.”
a blush rose to your own cheeks, and it felt as though it had consumed your entire throat and face as well.
“that wasn’t a sentence, lee juyeon,” you said, shoving your wet clothes in his hand and going to finish the ramen.
“okay then,” juyeon chuckled, “your eyes are sparkly. you’re extremely pretty.”
you paused, feeling juyeon’s presence behind you.
“i’m sorry i got mad earlier,” he whispered, kissing your forehead before reaching up to get two bowls out.
“it’s okay. you were worried, as you said,” you spoke as you poured the boiling ramen into the bowls.
juyeon went to grab his just as you grabbed yours, both of you standing directly in front of each other.
tipping your neck back, you looked up to juyeon’s face.
“you-your eyes are sparkly too. it–it must be the lighting.”
juyeon hummed unconvincingly, “can i kiss you?”
the same feeling came back, the blush that consumed your throat, leaving you unable to breath, let alone speak. so a simple nod had to suffice.
juyeon smiled, leaning down and pressing his kiss to yours. a smile spread across your face as well, juyeon starting to giggle as you guided his hands to your body; your cheek as he’d done before and your back, pulling you closer to him.
when you pulled away, you were breathless, “i thought you’d never ask.”