#just jay things

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It was almost midnight and the darkness of the sky outside was accentuated by the dim lights inside the party venue. Looking at the photo she just took at the photomatic box, Y/N swiftly slipped it inside her handbag before closing it again. Her steps were hesitant, knowing that loud music and dark rooms were very much not some of her favorite things.

Feeling her phone buzz, she took it out of her back pocket and saw that she got a text from Jay.

Sorry I can’t be of much help tonight. As soon as we’re done with schedules I am coming over.

Y/N replied with the face emoji full of hearts before locking her phone again and putting it in her pocket. She was now standing in a corner, scanning the whole room with her eyes, squinting because she couldn’t see and at the same time desperately looking for someone she might know.

“Oh, thank God you’re here.”

She almost jumped at the sudden voice behind her. When she turned around, Jin was standing there with a drink in his hands, looking genuinely relieved.

“Hi!” Y/N smiled and leaned in for a hug. Jin gently patted her back with his free hand. “What do you mean thank God?”

“Well,” Jin shifted his weight as fixed the bag he was carrying. “I’ve been here for like an hour, just hiding in a corner reading webtoons because the only person I know is my boss and producer.”

Y/N made a worried face. “The other members?”

Jin pointed to the center of the room with his chin. “They’re scattered around. I don’t see Yoongi though. But now that you’re here please keep me company. Unless you’re looking for someone?”

“Of course, I’ll keep you company, what the heck.”

With that, Jin immediately intertwined his arms with Y/N, dragging her to the booth where they can get drinks. He proceeded to tell Y/N absolutely everything going with his life, and Y/N was very happy to listen and share her thoughts with him. He would occasionally crack his favorite dad jokes and Y/N, relieved that she didn’t have to match the energy of the party, wholeheartedly laughed at each of them.

After losing track of time just talking to each other, Y/N caught someone waving from a distance. The person then started jumping because Y/N wasn’t responding, and because she still couldn’t make out who he was, he started jogging towards her.

“Noona, can you not see me? I’ve been waving at you forever,” Jungkook was panting at this point because of the endless dancing he had been doing with other people near the DJ’s booth.

“Sorry, Kookie,” Y/N leaned in to give him a quick side hug. “It’s dark and my eyesight isn’t the best.”

“Jungkook, are the other members even here?” asked Jin, now leaning on the wall, scanning the room again.

Jungkook shrugged. “I came with Jimin hyung, but I haven’t seen the others either,” Jungkook chugged down a drink he literally just got three seconds ago. “Noona, did you say hi to Hoseok hyung yet?”

Y/N tilted her head, unsure. “I don’t know, he seems very occupied.”

“Alright, I’ll go tell him that you’re here,” Jungkook flashed a smile and quickly dashed away from the two of them.

“Wait—Ah, whatever he’s gonna do what he wants,” Y/N sighed, turning back to face Jin as he was just chuckling at the sight.

Within seconds after Jungkook made it a mission to have Y/N greet Hoseok, the main character of the night made his way towards her. Y/N sighed, her shoulders slumped as she shook her head, speechless at the sight of his perfect appearance—perfect no-makeup makeup look, perfect outfit, perfect aura. Hoseok already had his arms stretched as he kept his eyes on Y/N, his smile wide and inviting.

“I wanted to look pretty tonight and you’re not making me feel pretty,” said Y/N, half shouting into Hoseok’s ear because the music suddenly got too loud. “Congratulations, bestie.”

“I’m so glad you made it!” Hoseok hugged Y/N a little too tighter than usual and Y/N almost squealed. “I’m sorry I’ve been too occupied to notice your arrival.”

“My arrival? Shut up, I’m not that important,” Y/N lightly punched Hoseok’s shoulder and he just grinned.

“You’re a friend of mine and my friends are important, okay,” Hoseok’s eyes were now practically gone caused by the smile he was drawing on his face. “The EN babies?” he asked, eyes suddenly open wide, questioning.

Y/N was sipping on her drink and she quickly swallowed to answer. “Oh, right, they’re promoting right now and they just have a lot on their plate so I don’t think they will show.”

Hoseok nodded. “No wonder the kids greeted me through text. Anyways, keep Jin hyung company?” Hoseok tilted his head, putting on his best puppy face.

“Of course,” Y/N smiled. As Hoseok left, Y/N mouthed ‘bye’ before turning to face Jin.

“Actually I’m gonna go,” Jin said, his face looking tired and also sorry.

“What?!” Y/N quickly put down the empty glass she was still holding. “But then who am I supposed to talk to? Should I just leave too?”

Before Jin could answer, he noticed a familiar figure approaching Y/N from behind.

“The answer is right behind you. Bye, Y/N! And thanks for keeping me company,” Jin smiled really wide before dashing out of the room, leaving Y/N no choice but to actually turn around.

The speed of her movement, however, was way too fast and she almost stumbled losing her balance. The figure in question quickly stabilized her by gently placing his hands under both her elbows.

“Careful,” said Namjoon. “The clumsy one should be me.”

Damn it, Jin. Y/N chuckled and leaned in to give Namjoon a hug.

“You’re here too,” Y/N said as she stepped back and turned to face the center of the room.

“I didn’t know you came. I literally saw you and Jin hyung in the background of someone’s Instagram stories so I just went to find you,” Namjoon said this while darting his eyes across the room as if he was trying to locate something. Then he set his eyes on Y/N. “Your all-black outfit makes it really hard to spot you.”

“Ah,” Y/N nodded understanding. “Mission accomplished, then. I really did not want to be found.”

There was silence for a while, not literally, because music was still playing, but for the longest time Namjoon was just looking at Y/N as she searched through the room again, hoping to come up with a valid excuse to leave the party. Meanwhile, Namjoon was trying to find the right words.

Namjoon straightened up and cleared his throat. “Do you wanna get out of here?”

Y/N frowned. “What’s that?” She was looking at the dance floor but her head was already tilted towards Namjoon.

Instead of repeating the question, Namjoon’s breath hitched and as he tried to speak louder, the parade of three in front of him distracted him from everything.

“Namjoon, my man!!!”

It was a man and two other women that Y/N swore were famous, but she couldn’t name their names. She took this as the perfect opportunity to slip out and head over to a quieter corner.

Just as she was about to take her phone out, it started buzzing. She breathed a sigh of relief as she identified the caller and immediately put a hand over her mouth as she picked it up.

“Babe!” She shouted, trying to win over the loud music.

“Whoa, calm down,” Jay sounded startled on the other side of the phone. “You’re still at the party?”

“Obviously,” Y/N looked at Namjoon’s small group and noticed he was looking for her. When he spotted her, Y/N waved and made a sorry face, pointing to her phone. “I really need to find an excuse to leave.”

“Hmmm,” Jay sounded like he was pacing back and forth. “How about your boyfriend is waiting for you at home?”

“You’re home?” Y/N asked back, surprised.

“Yeah, I hope you don’t mind I let myself in. I texted you like twenty times but you seem occupied.”

“It’s alright, babe,” Jay stretched and let out a yawn. “Anyway, I’ll be here.”

Y/N pulled her phone away for a second to look at the notifications. “I’m sorry. I was busy keeping Jin company.”

“I’ll be there. Leaving now,” Y/N ended the call just as she heard Jay laughing.

Namjoon approached Y/N as soon as she put her phone away.

“Duty calls?” he asked, smiling.

Y/N paused for a second. “Yes, sorry. I’m so beat anyways.  Give a big hug to Hoseok for me? And the other guys too.”

Namjoon nodded. Y/N grinned and waved before she left. Namjoon then decided to turn around and rejoin the party.

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When Y/N texted Jay that she was five minutes away, he immediately started getting busy. From lightly tidying up the living room, washing the one plate and one mug that was dirty, to drawing a bath, he managed to get everything done just right before Y/N arrived.

“What’s that sound?” Y/N asked as she let herself in, taking her shoes and bag off. “Are you going to take a bath?”

“I’m drawing you a bath,” Jay said nonchalantly, helping Y/N take off her jacket.

Y/N merely blinked when Jay positioned himself right in front of her. Jay’s eyes were full of questions.

“What do you want?” Y/N asked, squinting her eyes, acting suspicious.

Jay laughed and pulled Y/N into his arms, completely wrapping her. “You sound tired.”

“You’re acting suspicious.”

“Really? I’m doing the bare minimum.”

“Bare minimum? This is extra.”

“Tsk tsk tsk,” Jay pulled away and held on to Y/N’s shoulders, shaking her. “This is my bare minimum. Just relish it.”

Y/N decided to thank her boyfriend with her lips. She tiptoed slightly and planted a kiss right on the corner of Jay’s lips.

“Thank you,” she whispered, face just inches away from his.

Jay leaned in for another, deeper kiss. His hand was firmly placed on her waist and another around her neck, pulling her closer and pressing their lips even harsher together. Y/N’s hands were flat against his chest, trying to keep herself steady. Just as she was about to go a step further, Jay pulled away, his lips making a smacking sound against hers.

“You’re welcome, and I think your bath is ready,” he said, walking away towards the bathroom.

She followed Jay into her bathroom and noticed that he had already turned off the water and put a bath bomb in the tub. The tub was now half full and frothy, the surface covered with bubbles.

Y/N was breathless as she followed Jay’s movements with her eyes. Her brain was already trying to calculate and analyze what kind of night it would be.

“Your bath awaits, my lady,” Jay made a grand gesture pointing towards the tub and Y/N cackled.

“Tell me about the party?” Jay said as he started helping Y/N undress.

Y/N began with the story of meeting Jin. She tugged her t-shirt off and Jay swiftly placed it in the laundry basket. He tilted his head at the sight of the lilac lacy bra Y/N was wearing underneath.

“Is that new?” He asked, intrigued.

Y/N looked down and nodded. “Mmhm. Got it on sale.”

“Looks nice,” Jay reached to gently touch the lace adorning the apex of the bra. Y/N held her breath, expecting to feel his fingers graze her skin. “Continue,” Jay said, sitting down on the closed toilet.

Trying her best not to look disappointed, Y/N continued telling him about the party as she unbuttoned her skinny jeans and struggled to get it off her ankles. Jay stood up and knelt in front of her, gently holding her ankle and pulling the jeans off. Once it was off, though, he found himself facing Y/N’s crotch.

Noticing this, Y/N stopped talking. Jay flicked his eyes upwards to meet hers, not moving from his position.

“Why did you stop?” asked Jay, tilting his head sideways. For someone whose face is just inches away from his girlfriend’s core, he looked pretty innocent.

“I know what you’re thinking,” Y/N straightened her position and started to unclasp her bra.

“Oh,” Jay stood up in a rush. “Let me do that.”

As he leaned in as if going for a hug, Jay slowly unclasped Y/N’s bra, letting her get a whiff of his scent that night. He was wearing Y/N’s favorite perfume in his collection, and he might have done it on purpose.

“You smell good,” said Y/N calmly.

Jay smiled and responded by leaning down, kissing Y/N’s neck. “You too, babe.”

He took a step back and looked at his girlfriend’s body, his face full of adoration. He then looked into her eyes. “Continue.”

Y/N assumed what he meant was continue speaking, so she did. Jay quietly listened and put away all of Y/N’s clothes away before kneeling down in front of her again. When she tilted her head without questioning, Jay merely placed his hands on both her thighs, giving her gentle strokes.

“So he found you among the crowd,” Jay finally spoke, breaking the silence. “Main character moment right there.”

Y/N rolled her eyes. “I wasn’t exactly trying to make him—Jay! Oh my God.”

Y/N was caught off guard when Jay leaned in and sniffed her clothed core. He even went so far to lick a stripe from down up, making her legs shake in his hands. Y/N placed a hand on the bathroom counter, committed to stay standing up. He moved his hands upwards to cup her ass and started to squeeze there lightly. While Y/N had her eyes closed, Jay had his opened, staring right into her face and trying to figure out which movement of his tongue would elicit the best moan out of her red-tinted lips.

“J-Jay…” Y/N was breathing heavily, one of her hands found its way to the back of his head. “Please…”

“Mmh, yeah, sorry,” Jay pulled away. “This is getting in the way.”

Jay hooked his fingers on each side of her panties and pulled them down, tossing them away.

“Where were we?” Jay moved closer, his hands secure behind Y/N’s knees. He then started kissing Y/N’s thighs. “Keep going, babe.”

“You’re making it hard for me to speak,” Y/N said, matter-of-factly.

Jay smirked before he leaned in to kiss her bottom lips. Y/N let out a whimper.

“Try finishing the story as I finish you off,” Jay looked up. “Deal?”

Y/N nodded. She decided it was best to keep her eyes closed to stay focused, but it didn’t help since Jay was sliding his tongue up and down her clit, occasionally sucking and nibbling on her thighs to give her core a break and to let her catch her breath. As she continued with her retelling of events, Jay listened intently, not taking his eyes off of her. He would hum whenever Y/N paused, letting her know that he was listening, but the vibration in his voice caused her to stutter.

“He asked me,” Y/N stopped for a split second, her fingers lost in Jay’s hair. “If I wanted to leave the party.”

Hearing this, Jay pressed a thumb on her clit. Her breath hitched.

“What did you say?” he asked.

Y/N could feel her heartbeat beating way too fast and she was already getting dizzy. Jay stroked her thigh lovingly, encouraging her to speak.

“I…” Y/N looked into Jay’s eyes. His gaze was sharp and demanding, but the gentle movements of his hands were the complete opposite. “I pretended I did not hear him, and that’s when you called.”

A smile started creeping up on Jay’s lips. He sighed, keeping his smile on his face. “That’s my good girl.”

Jay immediately dove into Y/N’s core, letting his tongue do most of the work. Y/N moaned and tightened her grip on Jay’s hair, keeping herself steady as her legs started to shake. Jay did everything he could do in an intense speed—sucking, kissing, lapping like he hadn’t tasted her in months. She came without a warning, and Jay took it like a champ. Drinking up her juice and determined to leave no remains, Jay gently took her hand away from his head to make it easier for him to move around. He noticed she was losing balance, so he made her lean on the bathroom counter, gently spreading her legs wider so he could clean up.

When he was done he stood up, and Y/N had this dazed look on her face that made him chuckle. He lovingly tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and kissed her on the cheek.

“We better get in the tub while the water is still warm,” Jay said, moving away to take his shirt off and completely undress.

“I knew you didn’t draw the bath just for me,” said Y/N, her voice still weak.

Jay entered the bathtub and leaned back, stretching out his hand signaling Y/N to join him. Y/N took his hand and carefully entered too, watching as the water rose up close to the top of the tub as she lowered herself and leaned into Jay’s chest.

Y/N rested her head on Jay’s shoulder and positioned herself so that Jay could comfortably rest his arms around her waist and she can still look at him sideways. Her nose was touching his jaw and she nuzzled into him, eliciting a chuckle and receiving a kiss on her forehead.

“Did you just do that because you were jealous?” she asked in a whisper, afraid of disturbing the serenity.

Jay frowned. “What makes you think I’m jealous?” he asked back, his hands now rubbing her hands and arms gently.

“The timing,” she squeaked, now sounding slightly worried. “Babe, I saw the chats you sent me before you called me.”

Jay sighed. He was now kneading his fingers into Y/N’s thighs.

“Jay,” Y/N sat up and paused, wondering how she could adjust her position. The tub wasn’t of the biggest size, so she had to stand up, with Jay’s eyes following her every movement. She made Jay sit with his legs straight and then lowered herself to sit on his lap, now facing him. “You know it’s okay to admit if you’re jealous, right? I get jealous all the time.”

Jay raised an eyebrow. “Really? All the time?” His hands found themselves resting on her waist again.

Y/N nodded a little too enthusiastically. Jay chuckled.

“Heck, I even get jealous when you get all handsy with Jungwon or Jake,” Y/N was now leaning into him, her hands caressing his biceps. “I look at your interactions with them and sometimes think, that should be me.”

Hearing this, Jay laughed out loud, his voice echoing through the bathroom. Y/N smiled, proud at herself for putting a smile on Jay’s face.

“Alright, alright,” Jay sighed in defeat. “I guess I was jealous seeing you attend the party of the year. And socializing. And meeting your ex.”

“You’re just jealous about that last part,” Y/N pouted, lightly slapping Jay’s chest.

Jay playfully winced. “Yeah, you’re right.”

“Wanna do something about it?” Y/N asked, her lips close to Jay’s.

“What do you have in mind?” Jay asked back. His calm but flirty demeanor was instantly broken when he gasped as he felt Y/N press her palm on his cock.

“It’s give and take,” Y/N whispered in Jay’s ear, her fingers wrapping around his cock and starting to move. “You gave, so now you take.”

Jay leaned his head back and groaned just as Y/N started to pump his length. She couldn’t see anything beneath the suds, but she was well aware at how Jay was feeling because she felt him harden in her grip. She slid her thumb across the tip and Jay hissed, burying his fingers in her waist.

“You know if we weren’t in water I’d be sucking you off, right?” Y/N continued her ministrations as she spoke in Jay’s ear.

“God,” Jay was now breathing heavily. “Don’t stop. Please.”

It did not take long for Y/N to finish him off, and she wasn’t quite sure if the reason behind it was the tension, the warm water, or the new experience that they were sharing in the bathroom. Jay came in Y/N’s hands and she slowed down her movements, observing Jay’s face closely as he rode his high.

“We need a proper shower,” he then said, looking at the aftermath.

“Preferably separately,” Y/N chuckled, kissing Jay on the cheek. Jay responded by grabbing her face, cupping it and roughly kissing her on the lips.

-END-

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It was a rainy afternoon at the café where Y/N sat with her two friends, Mina and Jayoon. The two of them sat across Y/N, talking to each other about fashion trends and sharing funny TikToks. Y/N then looked out the window and observed the people walking by.

A group of three friends, all wearing skinny jeans and a matching t-shirt with different colors, almost like a uniform.

A couple, the girl holding and umbrella and the guy with his hand around her tiny waist.

Two model-like ladies, strutting down the street with their boots from the newest fall collection.

“I feel like you would rock this,” said Mina, pointing her phone towards Y/N. “Y/N?”

Y/N snapped out of her thoughts and quickly leaned in. “Yeah?” She glanced back at Mina. “Nah, she’s killing that outfit because she’s got the body for it.”

“Still,” Mina leaned back to her seat as she retracted her hand, “it’s totally your style.”

Jayoon nodded approvingly as she sipped on her almost-empty cup of latte. The three of them continued their conversation for another hour as they all waited for the rain to stop.

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When Y/N arrived home, she felt irritated. She wasn’t sure if it was because of the long hours she spent just scrolling Twitter and reading comments on articles about her boyfriend’s group, or if it was because of the amount of dessert she ate that made her have an upset stomach.

She walked to the kitchen and towards the calendar on the fridge. It was not even the time for PMS, so she wondered what could have been the trigger for her mood swings. Deciding to brush it off, Y/N made herself a cup of tea and walked over to her desk to get some work done while she waited for her boyfriend to come home.

Hours later, she found herself slumped over her desk, her glasses put aside and her laptop halfway closed. She noticed her phone blinking, an incoming call from Jay.

“Hi,” she answered, her voice croaked. “Sorry, I just woke up.”

“Be there in 2 minutes, babe,” said Jay.

Y/N glanced to the window and only then she noticed it had gotten dark.

Not even a minute later, she heard a knock on the door. As she walked to open it, Jay playfully knocked again a thousand times faster.

“My God, I’m coming!” Y/N shouted.

As the door swung open, Jay lunged himself into his girlfriend’s embrace, making them both sway side to side.

“Finally, I get to smell you,” he said as he inhaled into Y/N’s hair. Y/N chuckled.

“So nice to see you too,” Y/N closed the door behind her as she watched Jay take off his jacket and throw it on the sofa. He then rolled up the sleeves on his shirt and looked around the kitchen.

“Did you eat?” he asked.

Y/N shook her head. “Not hungry.”

“Really?” Jay stood there and checked the time on his watch. “I ate an hour ago but I’m already hungry again.”

“There’s snacks in the cabinet if you want,” Y/N said softly. She then walked towards the laptop and saw her browser open on the Twitter page. Instantly, she felt irritated.

Jay settled for a yoghurt and popped a bottle open as he walked towards the sofa.

“Are you sure you’re not going to eat? I can cook for you.”

“I said I’m not hungry, Jay.”

Jay cocks his head. “Are you alright?” His voice started to sound concerned.

Without answering, Y/N stormed off to her room, almost slamming the door shut. Jay saw that her behaviour seemed unusual, so he sat there for a while contemplating how to handle it.

Soon after, Jay decided to knock on Y/N’s bedroom door. It was already open, so his movement actually pushed the door open. He saw Y/N standing in front of the mirror, her brows furrowed, wearing just pyjama pants and a bra. Her hands were placed around her waist, like she was hugging herself, but when Jay saw her she immediately walked away from the mirror.

“Y/N, are you okay?” Jay did not know how else phrase his question. He was genuinely concerned.

Y/N quickly put on the black t-shirt that was already on the bed. “I don’t want to talk.”

Her response alarmed Jay, so he reacted by sitting on the bed and grabbing Y/N’s wrist. “Talk to me anyway.”

Y/N looked at Jay’s hand around her wrist before she pulled her hand away. “I’ll just sleep it off.”

Having none of this, Jay clicked his tongue and stood up. “Fine, but don’t blame me later saying that I’m not there to listen.”

Y/N flinched at the change in Jay’s tone. And with that, Jay walked out of the bedroom, leaving the door open. Y/N lied on her bed for what felt like hours before Jay came back into her room. Her tears that fell sideways to her pillow were almost dry.

“I’m sorry for raising my voice,” Jay said as he knelt down beside the bed, facing Y/N. “If you want to talk I’ll be here. If you don’t, I’ll be here anyway.”

“I don’t fit into my old jeans anymore,” said Y/N, sniffling.

Jay paused for a second. “That’s what this is?”

Y/N frowned and quickly sat up, wiping away her tears. “See? I know you won’t understand.”

Jay was mildly confused because it was literally the first time Y/N had talked about her weight. She had always seemed like a confident one, never worrying about trivial things like physical appearance, so seeing her act like this made Jay flustered and slightly upset.

“I go out and see all the other girls looking flawless. Slender. Slim. Younger. Smaller. And I’m here just… getting older.”

Conversations about their age gap had come up before, but this was the first time that it had bothered Y/N. Jay chose to listen.

Y/N walked over to her vanity and put on her glasses. She caught her reflection in the mirror.

“I just don’t understand right now.”

“About what?” asked Jay, in a tone as soft as he could manage.

“How you’re here with me instead of someone else. Someone your age.”

Y/N said the last part of her sentence almost with disgust. Jay sighed as he put his face into the palms of his hand. He was aware that nothing he said would ease Y/N’s mind, so he had to find another way.

Jay stood up and walked towards Y/N. He made her face him and gently cupped her face, closing in the distance between them by taking her lips in his. Y/N felt another tear drop down her face.

“You’re beautiful,” said Jay, almost in a whisper, “let me show you.”

Jay continued to leave kisses on Y/N’s face, peppering her on her forehead, her cheeks, her nose, and her chin before he went back to her lips. Y/N brought her arms around Jay’s neck, and Jay continued his trail of kisses down her chin and to her collarbone. As his kisses started getting wet and sloppy, Y/N sighed and ran her fingers through his hair. Jay circled back to Y/N’s lips and he pulled her closer to him, even though there was literally no space left between them.

Pulling away, Y/N showed a hard time catching her breath, and Jay felt bad. He then maneuvered Y/N to make her face the standing mirror by her wardrobe, so that both of them are looking at their reflections. Jay stood behind Y/N, his eyes never leaving Y/N’s through the reflection as he gently tugged Y/N’s shirt over her body. He kissed her shoulders and rubbed her arms gently, making sure she wasn’t feeling the slightest bit of cold.

“You’re beautiful.”

This time Jay whispered his words right into Y/N’s ear, and she closed her eyes. He carefully took off her bra, and before Y/N could bring her hands up to cover her breasts, Jay’s hands arrived first, cupping them and giving a gentle squeeze. Y/N laid her head back on Jay’s shoulder, and he kissed her tenderly on the cheek.

“Open your eyes for me. Please?”

Y/N did as he said, but not looking at her reflection. She turned to the side and saw Jay’s eyes staring back at her. She leaned in for a kiss, and he whispered once again into her mouth.

“Beautiful.”

Jay placed his fingers on Y/N’s chin and made her look at herself in the mirror. Meanwhile, his other hand was already traveling downwards, grazing her belly, and tugging on her pyjama pants. Y/N brought one hand up, setting it behind Jay’s neck, and her other hand guided him down. She gasped as soon as she felt Jay’s cold fingers graze her clit. The grip of her hand around his neck tightened, and Jay responded with a kiss to her shoulder.

He continued to finger her, alternating between digits, and once in a while whispering in her ear again how beautiful she was. Y/N started to squirm, and her breath became hitched. Jay took this as a sign to speed up.

“Jay,” Y/N sighed between her breath. “Don’t stop.”

Moments later, she came on his fingers as they still stood in the same position. Jay brought his right hand down to give her a squeeze around her waist, telling her she did a good job. He brought his left hand towards his mouth and licked his fingers clean, still looking at Y/N.

“My beautiful, beautiful Y/N,” said Jay as Y/N turned to face him. “Don’t let anyone, or anything, make you think otherwise.”

Y/N pulled Jay’s face down to kiss him deeply, hoping her gratitude could be delivered through her lips. Jay smiled into the kiss and tightened his grip around the waist of his beautiful girlfriend.

-END-

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“I think it’s absolutely beautiful.”

Y/N flinched at the sound of her boyfriend’s voice that tickled her ear. She could have sworn Jay was still in another room. How did he get to her so fast?

“I see it,” Y/N tilted her head, trying to look at the painting from a new angle. “You spent quite some time in that room.”

“Yeah, guess who I bumped into,” Jay chuckled as he put both his hands in his pockets.

Before Y/N could answer, she noticed a figure walking towards them. He was smiling and awkwardly fixing the beanie he had on his head.

“Sorry I kept your boyfriend away for a while. We were discussing a particular sculpture,” Namjoon smiled apologetically.

No way, Y/N thought to herself. But of course, this is the art gallery.

“Oh, I’m glad he found someone to talk to, as I’m pretty much clueless about the arts,” Y/N instinctively took a step closer towards Jay. Jay just smiled back.

“First time seeing the exhibition?” Namjoon asked.

There was a slightly longer silence as neither Jay nor Y/N knew who Namjoon was actually talking to, but Jay took the initiative to answer.

“For me, no. For her, yes, I’m guessing?” Jay looked at Y/N to confirm. His eyes were asking something else.

Are you okay with this?

Y/N nodded. “I don’t go to museums unless someone asks me too.”

“Right,” Namjoon nodded, thinking he should have known. After all, he did ask her to go several times before. He then cleared his throat before checking his watch. “My free time is up. Gotta catch a meeting in an hour. See you around at the office?”

This time Y/N looked away and observed a painting on purpose, knowing that Jay should be the one answering.

“Of course,” Jay smiled, giving Namjoon a firm hybrid between a handshake and a fist bump.

Oh God, they’re both awkward. Y/N was mentally facepalming.

Once Y/N was sure Namjoon was out of the premises, her knees turned to jelly and she immediately grabbed a hold of Jay’s arm.

“You good?” Jay’s face immediately turned to worry.

Y/N shook her head. “I’m sorry I left you and walked ahead.”

Jay laughed. “Why would you be sorry?”

“If I stayed back you wouldn’t have to face him alone,” Y/N’s grip became tighter. “No one wants to face their partner’s ex.”

Jay shrugged. “It’s no big deal. I see him pretty often at the office too.”

Y/N was in shock. “You do?”

They both started walking towards the exit of the art gallery, Y/N’s hand still latched around Jay’s arm.

“Is there a reason why you’re so worried about me interacting with my own senior?” asked Jay. He squeezed Y/N’s hand for reassurance.

It was cloudy outside and Y/N took this as an opportunity to dodge the question.

“Tea time at my place?” She asked, turning to look at Jay.

Sighing, Jay nodded and let his girlfriend drag him to the parking lot.

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As they entered Y/N’s apartment, they both took off their jackets and while Jay headed to the kitchen, Y/N froze for a while staring at her phone before she headed to the bedroom.

“I’m gonna shower first,” said Y/N as she set her phone on the kitchen counter. Jay answered with a nod.

Once she was done, she was greeted with a hot cup of tea on the coffee table while Jay was sprawled on the sofa, already done with his drink.

“Sorry I took too long,” Y/N sat on the sofa while Jay pulled his legs to make room.

“So, are you still worrying over what happened earlier?”

Jay’s question really had to come out as Y/N took her first sip of tea, which was still piping hot, so she set her cup on the table and turned sideways to face Jay.

“Don’t you think it’s weird?” asked Y/N.

“What’s weird?”

“That you’re dating me. Or that Namjoon is my ex. I mean…”

Jay smirked and let out a chuckle, oblivious to how nervous Y/N was getting.

“Babe,” Jay scooted closer and took Y/N’s hand in his own. “You don’t have to worry about a thing.”

“Is my status making your relationship with him weird? Because if it is…”

“Then what?” asked Jay. He brought Y/N’s hand to his lips and kissed it. “If it is, then what would you do?”

Y/N realized she did not have an answer prepared. “I don’t know. I can cut him off. Not contact him at all. Ghost him. Whatever.”

“Wouldn’t that make it even weirder?” asked Jay nonchalantly as he started caressing Y/N’s cheek.

Y/N frowned. “You’re right. I’m making a big deal out of this, aren’t I? It’s not like you and Namjoon are best friends.”

Jay nodded. “If your ex was Heeseung, then that would be a problem.”

Y/N rolled her eyes and smacked Jay’s hand away playfully. Jay laughed out loud. Ever since he found out Y/N used to have a big fat crush on Heeseung for the shortest period, he had never let it go.

“Promise me you’ll tell me if you feel uncomfortable?” Y/N turned to look Jay in the eyes again. Jay nodded.

“I thought you don’t do promises?”

“Ever since I met you, a lot has changed.”

“For the better, I hope?” Jay leaned in, closing in the gap between their faces.

Y/N answered with a kiss which Jay happily reciprocated. The kiss was chaste, at first, but as Jay’s arms snaked around Y/N’s waist, their kisses became fervent. She climbed on top of him without breaking any contact while his grip on her tightened. As they continued to make out, Y/N’s hand roamed over Jay’s chest as the other finds its way up to the locks of his jet black hair. Jay adjusted his position, causing friction, and Y/N moaned into his mouth.

Hastily breaking off the kiss, Jay cupped Y/N’s face in his hands. “Wanna take this to the bedroom?”

Y/N shook her head without missing a beat. “Do me here.”

At that, Jay carefully laid Y/N on the couch, his handling careful and his touches soft. As his mouth travels down Y/N’s chin, neck, breasts, and all the way down to her thighs, Y/N noticed the sun setting outside through the window. When she felt the familiar warmth in between her legs, she closed her eyes.

---

Y/N woke up to the brightness of the phone screen in Jay’s hands. They were on the floor, their clothes and the sun long gone. Jay’s hand stopped rubbing circles along her back when he noticed her move.

“Good nap, babe?” He asked, putting his phone away and pulling in Y/N for a kiss. “I didn’t want to wake you up.”

“What time is it?” Y/N tried to get up, but one of her arm is still asleep. Jay sat up with her holding her in check.

“Almost 9pm,” Jay tucked a strand of hair behind Y/N’s ear and noticed all the marks around her neck and breasts. “Oh shit. You’re gonna have to cover up tomorrow. Sorry.”

Y/N took a quick glance down her body and shrugged. “What if I want to flaunt it?”

The tone in her voice and her glowing confidence inadvertently made Jay shiver.

“Fuck, please don’t make me hard again, I have zero energy right now,” Jay was practically pleading. Y/N let out a soft laugh.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to do anything,” Y/N pushed Jay’s hair back and gently nudged him to lie back down. “After the really good fuck you just gave me, it’s only fair for me to pay you back.”

Jay snickered as he covered his face with his arm, clearly embarrassed, while Y/N hovered over him and planted kisses all over his face before making her way down.

-END-

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The word quiet is a noun that means the absence of noise or bustle. It can also mean that something, or someone, makes little to no noise. However, Jay is wondering what the absolute silence in front of him means.

Is it just because the studio is soundproof?

Is it just the way this building is built?

Is there actually noise coming from inside? Or are they just really quiet?

What are they doing?

Just minutes before, Jay spotted Namjoon rushing towards Rkive, followed by a woman whom Jay swore was Namjoon’s ex. As a million more questions fill his head, Jay paces down the hallway.

---

“Is this a good idea?”

Y/N noticed the decorative changes in Namjoon’s studio. It also looked significantly larger. She couldn’t remember the last time she visited Rkive, but she definitely thought it was a lot smaller. Was it because of what we were doing…

“What do you mean?” asked Namjoon after clearing his throat. Y/N almost flinched at the loud sound he made.

“Me being here?” Y/N was supposed to make that a statement but it sounded like a question instead.

Namjoon shrugged. “If you’re uncomfortable we can go to Yoongi hyung’s and listen there. I don’t have the new song on my phone which is why I brought you here, and by the looks of it there seems to be no way I would bump into you accidentally again.”

Y/N almost snorted. “Fair. But do you really need my opinion?”

Namjoon nodded without a beat. “Every song I preview to you ends up becoming a huge hit.”

“So I’m like a good charm or something.”

“You’re my second opinion that I trust the most outside of the group,” Namjoon clicked on the mouse and brought up a huge window on to one of the monitors. He then looked at Y/N. “So are you going to let me play it?”

Y/N’s gaze softened as she sighed. She then nodded. Namjoon smiled and played the song.

After years of knowing her, Namjoon noticed that it had been a habit of Y/N’s to just stare into the nearest corner as she listens to something new, a way for her to stay focused. This time, however, Y/N’s eyes wandered around, and when her eyes met his, it was him who averted his look to the corner of the room instead.

The song ended and Y/N tilted her head to the side momentarily before forming a smile on her face. Namjoon’s eyes looked hopeful.

“What do you think?” he asked, voice almost cracking from the long silence.

“Did Yoongi make the beat?” Y/N looked at the program and squinted to read the file names.

Namjoon chuckled. “Yeah, he did. You recognize his sound now?”

Y/N pursed her lips. “More like I always like the type of beats he makes.”

“Okay, so, completely ignore my voice on the demo then--”

“No! I mean…”

The two of them laughed as Y/N tried and failed to find a way to clarify what she was saying, while Namjoon was having none of it.

“It sounds great,” Y/N finally decided on an opinion. “It kinda sounds like the old you. All of you. I love it.”

She loves it.

Namjoon nodded. “Great. I’m gonna give it a go.”

As Y/N turned to leave, she caught a photo frame standing at the top of Namjoon’s shelf. She remembered it was a handmade wooden craft she brought from her hometown. Moni’s photo was placed within it.

“Cute dog. Nice frame,” Y/N blurted out in almost a whisper.

“Ah,” Namjoon chuckled and looked down. “I couldn’t find a better picture…”

There was a sudden knock on the door and for some reason Y/N took the liberty to open it. Namjoon stood there straightening his position, feeling embarrassed for no reason.

“Look who I found standing at the end of the hallway!”

Hoseok’s voice filled the room with joy as he dragged Jay into the studio with him.

“Hi?” Jay greeted everyone reluctantly. His face was red from embarrassment.

“Oh, sunshine!” Hoseok pretended not to be surprised seeing Y/N with Namjoon and he immediately lunged towards her for a hug. They did the starfish side-to-side movement thing which was what most best friends do after not seeing each other for so long.

“The hell are you doing here,” whispered Hoseok in Y/N’s ear, still embracing her.

“Ask your friend, you idiot,” Y/N whispered back.

They both pulled back with a huge smile before Y/N turned to Jay.

“Hi, Jay! How are you?” Y/N asked. Hoseok immediately took to talking to Namjoon.

“I, uh, I’m good, thanks.”

“Were you here to consult Joon about something?” she asked again.

She calls him Joon.

Jay was clearly flustered but he managed to find a way to hide it. His tone was so convincing that the only person who could see through him was the only woman who had masked her feelings all her life.

“Yeah, I was going to ask you for something, sunbaenim,” Jay turned to address Namjoon.

“First of all, it’s ‘hyung’. Second of all, please do! Did you knock?” Namjoon tilted his head, curious.

Hoseok waved his hand in front of them. “This little guy was just pacing outside, I think he’s too nervous to even knock. You’re the senior, you should approach him first, genius,” Hoseok hit Namjoon’s shoulder harder than he should. Y/N stifled a laugh.

“Hobi stop embarrassing him,” Y/N turned to Jay and gave him a comforting smile. “He’s all yours, I was just heading out.”

Jay nodded politely and started talking to Namjoon. Y/N exchanged glances with Hoseok.

“Do you have an hour? Please get coffee with me,” Y/N pouted as Hoseok moved closer to her.

“Ugh, I wish,” he flicked his wrist to look at his watch. “There’s dance practice in fifteen. I can hang out tomorrow though?”

“Boo, you whore.”

Hoseok cackled and it immediately halted the conversation going on between Jay and Namjoon.

“Are you busy too?” Y/N asked Namjoon. “This bitch won’t go with me,” she continued, pointing at Hoseok. Hoseok had tears coming out of his eyes from the stream of profanity.

Jay was trying hard to keep his mouth shut. Namjoon sighed and shook his head. “I’ve got a meeting.”

“Alright then you workaholics, I’m out. Catch you later,” Y/N gave Hoseok a quick side hug and blew a chaste kiss to Namjoon before waving goodbye to Jay.

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Y/N let out a sigh of relief when the elevator finally arrived on her floor. As she walked inside, she heard someone jogging towards the elevator. She held the elevator open and found Jay catching his breath as he entered.

“Oh, hi!” Y/N greeted him again with a smile.

Let me catch my breath first, please.

“Do you still need company?” asked Jay, ruffling his hair and pushing the elevator button.

Y/N frowned as she turned to him. “Pardon?”

“You said you wanted to grab coffee,” Jay straightened his posture and smoothed down his shirt. “I have some time to kill.”

Y/N smiled. “You’re done consulting with Joon?”

Jay nodded. “Do you have a place in mind? There’s a café that I always go to with Heeseung. It’s just around the corner.”

“Sure, you can take me there,” Y/N’s tone sounded welcoming. She turned to face the elevator door.

As they headed down, Jay noticed almost the same type of quiet.

This time, though, it felt calm.

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