To-> That’s it Jaemin is not allowed to date my future daughter anymore 😠

“You okay?” You asked the boy facing down on your messy sheets. He fixed his position and faced you, opening his arms to invite you. You placed your laptop on the desk beside your bed and crawled into your boyfriend’s embrace, wrapping your arms around his torso and your legs tangling with the other. Your height was only perfect for him to kiss your forehead, which he did the moment you settled in beside him. 

“Just tired, that’s all. We’re doing a lot of practice rounds these days because of the comeback.” Jeno said in a low tone. “I’m nervous about it though. What if they won’t like it? What if it fails or something?”

“Jen.” You called and he looked at you. “They will like it, okay? And I’m saying this not only 'cause I'm your girlfriend but as your fan, that everyone will surely like it. Trust me, Jen, they will.”

You mean it. You’ve always been very fond of how Jeno is very dedicated to what he’s doing. That’s one of the reasons why you love and adore him. If he loves something, he’ll be very dedicated to it and will work hard for it. All you do is support and help him through whatever it is. 

“You really think so?”

“Yes. Besides, no matter what happens, I’ll always be here supporting you, you know?” You say and plant a soft peck on his lips.

Jeno chuckled, sending vibrations on your body. “You really have a way of making me feel better, huh?”

You hummed, “That’s literally what I say to you over and over again, aren’t you still used to it?” You laughed at how he’s flustered at what you said.

“I don't think I ever will, Y/N. I guess I’m too in love with you to get used to the things you say.” Jeno said and you laugh even more at his cheesy comment. He kissed the top of your forehead, suddenly catching you off guard and making you flustered once more.

“Then I guess I’m too in love with you, too. I still am not used to you catching me off guard like that!” You hit him lightly and he laughed.

Wow, a year of this and still, nothing has changed. You thought and smiled right after. You’ve always been thankful at the relationship you and Jeno have. It’s as if you finally found someone who you can consider as your home, someone you’ll never get tired of seeing everyday, someone you can always be yourself around and not judge you for it. He knows you better than anyone in the world, your comfort food, your likes and dislikes, your Starbucks drink, your most embarrassing stories only the two of you know about, even how you want your future life to be. He’s the person you’ll never hesitate to run to whatever time of the day it is. You’re just thankful for him not getting tired of you and your antics, but going along with it really well. You don’t know what you did in your past life, that you were given someone like Jeno, but you’re just incredibly thankful for it. And if possible, you wish that in every universe, every life, he would be the person you’ll always come home to.

“Goodnight, Y/N.” Jeno said, kissing your lips for the last time that night. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Jen. Goodnight.” you replied. Jeno pulled you closer to him, your head comfortably resting on his chest as he hummed some tunes from your favorite songs.

This is home for you. Jeno is. And you will never get tired of saying that. 

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You patiently sat in the waiting room of the salon as you waited for boyfriend!chenle to finish dying his hair.

He had been planning on dyeing it for some time and with the comeback coming right around the corner, it was time to dye it again. Nobody, not even Chenle himself told you what colour he was planning on dyeing it. So you were in for a big surprise. You were so use to seeing his hair in different shades of bright colours so if he was to walk into the waiting room with bright pink hair, you wouldn’t be surprised.

Your knees bounced up and down as you began to grow impatient. The feeling of curiousity grew on you. The thought of how your Chenle would look after he gets his hair dyed is something you had to think about. You pulled out your phone and busied yourself on Twitter. Liking a few tweets regarding your boyfriends comeback as time goes by.

“New hair, who this?” You heard Chenle say, causing you to tear your eyes away from the phone and look up.

There stood Chenle with a small grin on his face. His hand running through his black hair as he sends you a flirtatious wink. Your eyes widened in shock as you stared at him in disbelief. Now this was definitely a surprise. He was always handsome but you had no idea that a hair colour could make him look so different.

Snapping back to reality, you quickly stood up to your feet and ran towards him.

“Do you like it?” He asked with a slight worried face, noticing your lack of speech. Throughout the process of dyeing his hair, he had been anxious for your reaction and kept overthinking.

You can’t help but run your hand through his hair and playing around with it. Taking more of a closer look at him, while he stares at you in curiousity. Something about dark haired Chenle has you feeling a type of way.

“Chenle.”

“Yeah?”

“You look...hot.”

A hint of shyness displays on his face, as he scratches the back of his neck. His eyes looking away as his cheeks rose into a light shade of red. He can’t help but replay your words over and over. You think he’s hot?

Without paying much attention, he places his hands on your waist, pulling you closer towards him so that your bodies were touching against one another. Your eyes widened in surprise, surprised, by his bold actions because Chenle has never been this way with you. You could feel his minty breath on your lips, and you could also feel your heart starting to race quicker.

His daring moves took you off guard but you couldn’t help but find him 100x more attractive. His eyes glanced between your eyes and lips, a hand lingers on your cheek before placing his lips onto yours softly.

After pulling away, you see a shy Chenle once again as he blushes. You stared at him in amusement, “You think I’m hot...hehe.”