āIf you kee making that face youāre going to offend someone here.ā Even though, while she says this Lexi is hiding her amusement behind her hand. A gentle gesture that sheās not too used to. Then again sheās not too used to watching her behavior around others and being around Haeri makes her want to be even less considerate. But she made a promise - being that while she was at the exhibit she would be on her best behavior.Ā
āYouāre supposed to be helping me with my inspiration instead youāre looking like you drank sour milk. And if you had Iād be questioning that boyfriend of yours.ā Things are light, despite the importance of the visit or the fact that sheās been in the worst rut of her life and she wishes all the ideas in her head would jump right out of wherever the fuck theyāre hiding. But Haeriās here and if sheās letting a sour look pass at the work on the wall then Lexi can let out a snicker, however misplaced it seems. The people of the art world will be fine.
āI doubt - the intention of the artist was to express what itās like to drink sour milk.ā
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the conversation went like this,Ā āmom what do I wearā,Ā ājase itās been three years show up in sweatpantsā, āmom thatās not helpingā,Ā āyou donāt pay me to helpā,Ā āyouāre my mom I donāt pay youā,Ā āyou should for what I dealt withā,Ā āmo---ā,Ā ābye hun youāll be lateā.
he wasnāt late and he didnāt wear sweatpants. nowadays when jaesun walks into the shop he gets a few hugs and a few rough pats on the back about how he doesnāt visit much anymore. he does catching up as much as he can and it shoots him back to before. when the chicken place was all he knew, when all he had to show for himself was old jeans and an even older scooter.Ā
nowadays heās busy. heās juggling school, practice and the job, heās juggling and growing and he still feels the same walking in. still feels like the boss can yell his way and make him jump like itās his first few days in korea. like heās weak-kneed at the thought that the girl with the rowdy hair and foul mouth is about to yell at him from across the street.Ā
granted heās always weak-kneed but he manages it better. he manages it with a bright smile and his hands behind his back as he steps through the door. sometimes the guys catch on and know what day it is. heās not dressed too fancy, but fancier than heās been in a while. itās not tuxedo work but heās cleaned up. heās excited, he feels like heās stepping years back even though heās celebrating years forward.Ā
years and years and heāll still light up when she walks in.
āoh! itās her, itās the love of my life, the fire in my loins, the beat in my heart the very reason I exist!ā of course, heās a little more shameless about it now. flower bouquet, maxi box of pocky and all.
( hum hum hummmm i really love them. itās that au again @silverining not the single parent one but jaeri + their adorable son )
jaesun has never been one for sleep. itās just never been something granted to him. whether it was being young and staying up with his mother until his father was asleep. whether it was staying out late so he didnāt have to go home or staying awake to work when he arrived to korea. whether it was the nightmares or the homesickness, then the crazy work schedule and the training schedule. everything about life seemed to want to suck this one luxury from him. everything made him feel like he had to cling to the reality and the dreams would suck him in.
dreams of controlling himself. dreams of being with haeri. dreams of being anything other than a ragdoll in the ring. things like that didnāt seem tangible unless he was awake chasing it. so he fought sleep. not so much on the days he had haeri in his arms or in the bed beside him. he found sleep easier, more like a brick with very few dreams to take him, just fatigue. it wasnāt the same but it worked. he slept to ease but didnāt sleep with ease.
nowadays, the days have passed that he stays up studying, that he stays up for extra shifts, that jinyoungās crying wakes them both out their bed. those days have come and gone and he thinks sleep should be a simple thing, a quick thing wrapped around his wife and with his son sometimes in the middle. letting their ease, ease into him.
but sometimes, more often than not heāll find himself at the door to jinyoungās room, gazing and dreaming alive.
āwhatācha thinking about?ā haeriās voice almost startles him, almost. but heās been content so long, caught in a reality thatās got him thinking itās a daydream. itās more of a snap in than a snap back. he only shuffles, opening his arm to allow her to shuffle against him, body pressed against his side and gaze finding where his now rests.
itās on jinyoung of course, fast asleep in the racecar pajamas heād begged for. another phase that jaesun doesnāt question because thereās more to come. but itās jinyoung, with his leg over the side of the covers just like his dad, cheeks puffed out like his mother. jinyoung, their pride and joy, their son. sound and safe.
and jaesunās content.Ā
āyouāre doing that thing.ā that brings a snort, fond and with a kiss pressed to haeriās temple.
āwhat thing?ā
āone day heās going to wake up and either one ask why youāre standing there watching him or two scream thinking thereās an intruder.ā
āmy son would recognize me!ā jaesunās scandalized, so much that he forgets his place in said boyās bedroom and it has haeri giggling as sheās leading him out the doorway, hands quick and gentle.
āyour son, is sleeping, if you wake him up youāll have hell to pay.ā and the doorās closed, the issue forgotten as they scuffle down the hallway.
āoh really? just me?ā jaesunās hands finding purchase on her hips and hers on his neck. the daydream just keeps growing and growing and it shows. with each lovely smile on her face when their foreheads touch and heās teasing with small kisses. with each move backwards and past their bedroom, using the hallway walls as a barrier. haeri doesnāt move to stop his path from cheek to her neck, hands going from hips to waist to chest. but sheās giggling and keeping him at bay with small pushes against his chest and words as small puffs of air.
āyes just you, Iāll be asleep in bed, not suffering as you traumatize our son.ā and jaesun? jaesun shrugs at that. shrugs and smiles because our son means their son and their son is the bundle of love and joy tucked so softly into the room two doors down. their son and their love and every reminder has him kissing until he reaches the hand with the ring that has found permanent residence. he kisses that next. kisses until haeriās lifting her hand and he lifts with it, kisses until itās back up to her face, back to her lips.
thatās where they stay for a moment, haeri breathless and breathing low and soft into his chest. jaesun holding, gazing, fondly and with intent to convey it. because their love has become so much more than the hope lingering in the distance. it has become more than just breaths shared and fingers intertwined. itās more alive than ever and breathing and lighting up their days. and jaesun feels like the dream couldnāt compare. heās snapped in again by the feeling of lips against his, quick and with purpose, drawing his attention back to where it belongs. haeri with a blush reminiscent of years ago shading her cheeks, and a glare to match.
āi was sleeping just fine and you had to ruin it.ā
āi did?ā
āyes you did, take responsibility.ā he gets a tap to his shoulder, a gentle push in the direction of the kitchen and itās only his teasing that has him steeling his body.
āa bit late for chocolate? the smell might wake him up.ā
āblueberries then, be creative.ā
and that he does. because in his dreams he doesnāt get that luxury, he doesnāt get the shoves and the heat and the love. he gets it here, all here and spread out.
and if somewhere around two in the morning jinyoung is padding out asking for a bite of blueberry pancakes all jaesun does is lift him into his arms and smother him in his lap while haeri feeds him. wrapped up and awake in a dream that gets better and better.
"Okay sooooooo, coach says you need actual food so I'm guessing ramen all day everyday is not gonna cut it."
'Mmmm.'
"And I'm not cooking everyday so we're gonna have to get stuff that still tastes good warmed up but I can make in large quantities."
'Mhmm.'
"And I'm gonna wear just an apron butt naked around the apartment all day."
'Mhm.'
"Jaesun!"
The sound alone snaps him out of, whatever he's in, body jerking and his elbow sliding into the basket of the cart. The slide and the force of his palm hitting him in the face is enough to wake him up. It must be enough for Haeri because the scowl is gone and replaced by laughter, enough to have the entire store looking at them.
"Sorry." He's saying it to the customers first and then to Haeri, deciding to avoid any more stares he'll keep it in Japanese. It's only when he faces her that he lowers his tone and his head and apologizes in Korean, hands rubbed together for sincerity.
'I don't have to be here but someone was being a baby so here I am and you're not even listening to me.'
"I know I know I'm sorry, I'm so tired."
'So we need energy food.'
"Energy food that isn't just carbs because I can't move up in weight coach will decimate me."
'Eh you'll just work twice as hard to work it off.'
"Who's side are you on?"
'I just don't want you falling asleep in the ring and getting the shit knocked out of you so, I'm gonna have to say your coach.'
Jaesun groans but it's not exactly a topic he can argue, instead he leans further against the cart and continues down the aisle. Food funds are typically the highest budget theyre given, despite the budget for foreign players being pretty low anyway, the cart fills up and Jaesun doesn't register with what until he realizes they haven't left the aisle.
'These are all,'
"For me yes did you think I wasn't going to get snacks Jaesun please."
He just shrugs and leans back on the cart, letting her stick a stick of pocky in his mouth like ed protest. Instead he just chews and walks and chews and walks. Some of the sleep starts to wear off but most of the time is Haeri asking about preferences and food decisions. For some she gets a full response and for others she just gets a shake of the head or a nod. When he's too tired to respond, when his head lolls down and she's repeated the question three times it occurrs to him how much thought she's putting into this.
Usually, Haeri is quick to drop things that don't have much to do with her. And even if they involve Jaesun if he's not cooperative there's no real reason to pursue until he is. She spends enough time at the gym to know training regimens and techniques but not the science behind what he does. Sheāll see him drinking what she calls weird shakes in the morning or skipping on meals or doubling. But those are the weeks that go by the quickest and she usually doesn't ask him. Even though he wouldn't mind explaining.Ā
So for her to actual tag along during an intensive week before qualifiers, its new. Coach granted her permission only after having them agree that training came first in all aspects. So now she was being conscious, extremely conscious.
Normally she'd throw anything in the cart and tell him it's punishment for not paying attention. But he looks over and sees she's carefully reading the facts on the box, and looking up extra facts on her phone at the same time. Her face is pulled into a kind of concentration she only gets with new things and it makes Jaesunās heart leap out his chest.
"Get the regular one of those,ā heās rubbing the fatigue out his face as he speaks, āthe grain in whole grain makes me gag. And the oil is fine if it's in stir fry coach doesn't mind frozen or fresh vegetables but he does mind the type of meat. He usually sticks to chicken rather than beef or pork when Iām not packing or anything."
It must startle her because she jumps a bit but then her nose scrunches and she's shoving the suggestions in the cart one by one. He doesn't miss the grumbling about how he should've answered earlier to save time but he smiles anyway. Smiles and leans more comfortably against the cart. She eyes the meat heās packing into the cart and her gaze narrows so quick it has him pausing. Pausing with one more pack of chicken breast in his hand.
āYou canāt eat stir fry the entire time Jaesun.ā
āStir fry and ramyun.ā
āYou----ā He sees her lift a ramyun package and he flinches only to see her toss it back in the cart.
āYou canāt eat ramyun the entire time.ā
āSays you.ā
āIām not fighting, you are.ā And touche so he leaves it at four packs and lets her add the remaining preserves. He tries leveling her with a pout but knowing that she canāt possibly be versed in his pouts because theyāre so rarely seen. He holds it low, low enough that every time she turns to put something in the cart she sees it. But she holds and it has Jaesun ready to either break it or wobble his lips.
āListen, your coach allowed me to stay with you guys Iām not going to get on his bad side by indulging you heās never going to let me come along and not that Iād listen to him but - stop pouting! Jaesun for godās sake -ā
She isnāt versed in his pouts but she is versed in getting him to stop. The tone has him scrunching his nose up instead, reacting much like a pup thatās been scolded. If Jo were here sheād probably make the analogy.
She wouldnāt be wrong. He sighs instead and raises both hands in surrender. He gets her concern and he also gets that this is a rare opportunity, coach letting her come with them to Japan took a lot of convincing and extra hours.Ā Yeah they couldāve snuck her over but the stress is not something theyād want to deal with. So, sheās here and heās ecstatic, despite all the rules.
āRice with some side dishes will work just fine.ā Heās stretching out over the cart.
āBut-ā
āMmmmm lets go home, we have a few more hours til lights out and I have to be up early tomorrow.ā Moving to wrap his arms around her waist.
āJaesun-ā
āMovie marathons and snacks.ā Whispering possibilities into her ear, lips dangerously close to her ear.
āJase-ā
āAnd and and----ā Squeezing at the dip in her waist to get his last point across.Ā āHugs and kisses and stuff.ā
āIām gonna murder you oh my god weāre in public Iām so gonna murder you.ā
Itās working though because theyāre already to the register, his arm snug around her waist and anticipation in his eyes. Heās not letting go, something about the fact that they donāt have to sneak around making him giddy. Something about Haeri being so dedicated to the time they have together, and well the sight of Haeri just packing things into the cart, for them to go back to the apartment. Itās all domestic and reminiscent of home. Her carrying home wherever they go, and it has him antsy. Has his heart bursting and hands needing to hold.
The cashier picks up on it, on that and all the squirming Haeri does while trying to put the food on the belt.
āAh,ā the cashier begins when he holds out his card, āYoung love is always so frisky nowadays. Sheās a petite little one I hope youāre being easy on her young man. Did you guys pack condoms?ā He pales, pauses when he remembers heās not the only one that knows Japanese.Ā
āYeah Jaesun are you going easy on me? Ah you wonāt believe the things heās been whispering in my ear. He wonāt let me rest auntie.ā And Jaesun, Jaesun wants to fight this battle. Wants to say something about how her face is the color of the womanās apron, or how Haeri had been leaning into him the entire time he was whispering in her ear. But once again, and like always he remains like a kicked puppy, burying his face in her neck and his words as well.
He does, get a nip to the small of her neck, that has her shrieking and him flying away to grab the bags before she grabs him.
āWhat is it about Japan that gets you like this I swear to go---- ā Thatās drowned out with him yelling goodbye to the smiling cashier and her waving them off with a laugh.Ā
āJust happy youāre here is all.ā He canāt really hold her close because heās got hands full of bags but heās cheeky and smiling on the way to the team van. He doesnāt exactly hear her whisperĀ āme tooā back but he sees it when she helps load the bags in and doesnāt squirm off when he starts to doze on her shoulder on the ride back.Ā
Fatigue slips back in and heās happy Haeri always carries home with her.
kkt ( yeah this family comes with its perks and pumpkins surprise! ) kkt ( doing anything for christmas? because .. take a guess, it's red and goes ohoho! ) kkt ( stop using my smiley you idiot, of course you're handsome, as if i'd be stuck here with you if you weren't, i am definitely too shallow for that ššš ) kkt ( so mom is asking if it's confirmed or not i said yes you can't back out now, it'll be bad for your resume. ) kkt ( do i get to have some of the treats? )
// @silverining
kkt to // šš
it almost seems weird to bake a pumpkin pie this year so I think Iāll pass, how does cherry sound?
mmmmmmmmmmmmmm, you cannot have me be santa, haeri i canāt please not a santa costume. spare me a little more than a santa costume.
thatās twice in one day! youāre bribing me even though i already said yes, flattery will get you everywhere.Ā šššš
anw yeah tell your mom iāll be there, i need all the bonus points I can get.
mom wonāt let me live it down though. sheās already said for every christmas my future kid has iām going to be santa so
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kkt ( ....... ) kkt ( ... babe. šššššššš you'd make a very greatly handsome pumpkin and i have the costume ready and i was going to match it up with mine and the kids at the orphanage were going to love you and mom was going to finally let you in through the front door to my room because i told her you were coming with me for the halloween charity dressed up as whatever the fuck these kids wanted and you are not leaving me alone in hell at halloween i will haunt you in a very evil way! )
// @silverining
kkt to // šš
Ā ........................
weāre going to be matching pumpkins?
..........at your motherās halloween charity?
did you just call me handsome? i canāt believe youāre only using it because you want me to be your pumpkin in crime, pumpkin. ššš
but yeah sure Iāll do it, but youāre helping me take the juniors at the gym trick or treating right? because somehow I got roped into taking them.
kkt ( well you know š ) kkt ( someone was being a literal baby and wouldn't drop the diaper restraint little evil creatures appellation topic šššš ) kkt ( whoever made it a pet name i need to meet them face to face ššššššššš ) kkt ( anyway ... murderous smiling intent aside you're lucky i'd want to kill you then kill myself more than kiss you if i were to get you an actual baby costume so it's not that however the hint was def in the emojis! )
//Ā @silverining
kkt to // šš
ādiaper restraint little evil creatures appellation topicāĀ šŖšŖšŖšŖšŖšŖšŖ
couldnāt just use the word could you?Ā
iāve gone a decent amount of time without saying it but after seeing those emojis i donāt think i want to say it again,,,,,,,,ever
nice to know youād rather kill me than kiss me under this context though, thatās a win. any instances where youād rather kiss me than kill me?Ā ššš
iām not gonna be a pumpkin for halloween. and iām not going to be a ghost, gotta show this handsome face off at least a little.
the first thing jaesun realizes is, heās cold. heās freezing. and itās so immediate and so contrasting that it has him searching before he thinks about sitting up. it has him filtering around his bed for the sheets and he lands on a couple things. a shoulder, an arm, he lets his memory kick in before he goes any lower and he can feel his face heat up. he doesnāt really freeze but he keeps moving, reaching over to pull the covers over and over and his shorts up and over until heās sure he can look over.
when he does, heās aware of something else.
heās in love.
and jesus itās not supposed to come like this, itās not some post-coital lust-driven declaration because itās come to him several times before. itās love like a moment-capture kind of thing. love like, him saying heās in love when haeri brings him food after practice. love like when sheās laughing so hard her hands hit his side but she doesnāt push him off. love like the feeling of her against him all night and all morning. love like the look on her face, love and so full of it he suddenly doesnāt feel so cold anymore.Ā
he just feels it.
itās the kind of love where he looks at her and he smiles silly. where he knows heās in love with more than the act. heās in love with the small pink on her cheeks, on how her lips part sometimes in her sleep. in how those lips can breathe fire and be fire all in one. in how she sleeps, pulling against everything and pulling him towards her.Ā
everything, like a collection of memory not quite ready to stow away, which is good because heās not too ready to relinquish them. just as heās not too ready to let go of the feeling of her in his arms, but sheās sound asleep and heās not going to risk disturbing her. so he sits up instead, lets the sheets cover what they can and his mind fill in the blanks. like spaces between her shoulder and her arm. like outlines of her body and clothes over on the nightstand.Ā
because itās all there and well, heās not going to not think about it. think about the night and how everything just, happened. how it didnāt explode really but like everything with them it was gradual. it was weeks of not seeing her, it was hot summer days and summer dresses. it was tension in all forms until it become tangible and only lips could ease it. lips everywhere and on everything.
except thinking about it makes his face heat up again, from his neck to his ears and heās so glad, sheās asleep, so so
āyouāre staring.ā fucking wrong. of course sheās awake, of course. they operate on the same time-switch. they try to match too well, because mornings when heās up sheās asleep and when heās asleep sheās leaving. they want to catch each other so much their bodies try to push them towards it. thatās how jaesun sees it. itās a little like fate if he thinks of it that way. itās also fate that she makes a move to throw the pillow his way and all he hears is a squeak and all he sees is a flash of white again. haeriās buried deeper in the sheets than he thought possible and jaesun, jaesun doesnāt laugh because heās smarter than that. he does smile though, a little smug, a little too lop-sided like heās stopping himself from saying what he wants.
ācold?ā
āi hate you.ā
not exactly the words he expects to hear. but itās mumbled and itās got that little knack to it that lets him know. under all those covers sheās smiling and holding back all the things that make her legs squirm to the bottom of the covers. so jaesun does the only thing he can, leans over and wraps her arms around the big bundle that is his girlfriend. one, because heās only got on boxers so heās cold as hell, two, because his girlfriend's stealing all the covers and three, sheās so damn cute.
āi love you.ā
āoff off off, itās too hot oh my god. off off get off this is my space get off!ā
āone, itās literally my sheet, my bed -ā
āwhat's yours is mine by default since I clean half of it.ā
āmight wanna let me clean these sheets though.ā
āJAESUN!ā at that she shrieks, practically throws the sheets off her and then grabs them back when what he assumes is cold air attacking her. heās not going to laugh, nope heās not. heās holding it in pretty damn well, as he searches around the bed floor and finally finds his shirt. he holds it high enough for her to see over the sheet fort sheās put between them. when she snatches it and hides under the sheets again he lets out a small chuckle. one of love more than teasing. one he canāt help.
ālove you.ā
āyeah yeah i heard you, ever consider thatās not something you wanna say after -ā her head finally pops up, sheets still covering from the chin down. heās leaning on the bed now, further down by the edge and with his elbow deep in the mattress. he raises a brow when she stops and this - this is probably where he should keep himself in check. but her cheeks start turning red and jaesun, jaesun canāt help it.
āafter?ā
āafter, stuff.ā she tries to make her word firm but he can hear it retreat back and god itād be so embarrassing if it wasnāt so cute.
āwhat-ā
āif you ask me what stuff iām kicking you off this bed.ā
he relents.
āyou, have a lot of energy this morning."
āyou, had a lot of energy last night.ā haeri deadpans. holds him in place with the statement. maybe because she doesnāt realize itās not as effective as a comeback this time. and jesus everything about this is embarrassing but sheās being so lovable and jaesun is torn.
āyou canāt be this cute. seriously, itās going to be a problem if youāre always this cute after hmm------- stuff?ā
āsex letās call it what it is because saying stuff makes it sound sketchy and weāre not sketchy.ā that much tumbles out and jaesun just shrugs at that, nodding along. itās quiet for a few moments after. he doesnāt move much and sheās still fidgeting with the sheets, itās lower now though, lowered to her lap. all he sees now is the rugged print of his t-shirt, some band that he listened to when he worked out. an old promo thing, that looks like a promise kind of thing when she wears it the way she does. when he sees small, very small hints of red by the collarbone. he can smile now because heāll be hearing it later. his hands remain by him, not by his side because theyāre skimming the outline where her legs are. haeri wiggles and if she kicks itās playfully. has him wanting to throw himself up and over her.
so he does. heās met with little resistance at first, because heās planting kisses everywhere. everywhere they started and everywhere they mapped. up and down and up and down and everywhere he remembers. heās careful over the red, smiling against the skin and the laughter out her lips. heās light with each touch, even light as he hover over her, just how her laughter is and her hits against his chest are.
āstooooop i told you itās hot.ā
āmove the sheets.ā
āno.ā
and jaesun, despite it all is still careful with his hands. still only lets them skim surfaces and above borders like he hadnāt passed over the night before. he skims and instead focuses on her waist, her neck and burying his nose there.
āthen iām not moving.ā
ājaesuuuuuuunnnnn.ā
āhaaaaeeerrrrriiiiiiiiii.ā
āit tickles.ā
āoops?ā
he maneuvers until heās over her completely, still hovering but his body directly above hers, hands planted by her sides. they stay like that for a few more minutes, with him placing, one, two, three kisses against her lips. quick and with no other purpose but to feel and do. because they can. because he wants to do it for as long as he can. when they turn a little longer, a little more open and a little pulling, she pulls back, hands on his chest. he tries to read things well, despite being a little dazed, so he holds his forehead against hers. he knows when sheās got this look like she wants to speak and he sees her teeth bite into her lip.
ālisten,ā he tries to shake off a lot of things, everything really. focus on her in his arms and beneath him. when haeriās eyes meet his, breath gets knocked out. she looks serious so she braces himself.Ā āiām sore.ā itās the same as before, firm but with the muffle towards the end. with her eyes trying to hold his but darting at the end.Ā āiām sore and you should take responsibility for it because itās really your fault.ā jaesunās smart, so he knows exactly what he should and shouldnāt do right now. he shouldnāt open his mouth and comment on any of the events from the night before. any of the encouragement or those heat of the moment things, he should nod ( which he does ) and let his hands release.Ā
he hadnāt even realized they were sneaking up her shirt or how flushed she looked until now.
āanything you want.ā he says that with a quick kiss to her cheek.
āsweeeeeeeeet, all of it sweet.ā when he turns to get off the bed he hears what sounds like haeri stretching. he doesnāt dare look.
āchocolate sauce or chocolate chips?ā
āboth.ā
āpowdered sugar or whipped cream?ā
āboth.ā heās up and grabbing his phone. midway through the door he hears it,Ā āi love yooouuuu.ā
he smiles at that, making his way to the kitchen with a new task in mind.