JEALOUS TYPE โโโโ ์์ ์
โบโบ pairing boyf! yang jungwon x reader warnings jealousy , angst , argument , skinship , ft. jay , wc 1.5k ๆ MLIST
you've seen jungwon jealous. too many times to count. he was vocal about it when it had to be or just ended it with a targeted look at the guy too close to you.
but he never addressed it to you or towards you. you'd ask him what's wrong, he'd tut and shake his head, "nothings wrong."
you thought it was cute. never seeing it as jealousy. you never thought jungwon was the jealous type, though everyone except you thinks otherwise. you never made him jealous intentionally, it just happened. you would shrug it off, the topic buried elsewhere. until today.
it was a minor argument. a thing he'd said, his tone you'd pointed out, him saying you were making up things, and before you knew it, things escalated. all hours prior an event you both had to attend.
the car ride is silent for the most of it. the wrinkled hem of your dress catching your attention as you extend your arms to straighten the fabric. jungwon's voice immediately reaches you. "did you seriously remove the ring?"
your attention shifts to your hand as you notice the missing promise ring, the one you wore at all times. shit. "must've forgotten."
he scoffs under his breath, fingers gripping the wheel. "really? 'cus you never forget it."
you feel the irritancy from the argument earlier arise back as you narrow your eyes. "well i don't fucking plan when to forget and not."
"really fucking believable." he takes one look at you before averting his eyes to the road again.
"you just have to start before something don't you." you sigh, already drained.
jungwon takes a minute, his breathing controlled as he exhales out, counting down the seconds.
that leads you to where you are now, at the event. his annual family dinner. reserved at a fancy downtown restaurant. always grand, loud and bustling. unfamiliar faces, kids giggling and tables full of side dishes.
you greet the familiar faces warmly, offering hugs and compliments. introduce yourself to the distant relatives, asking questions when needed. offering your neat packed gift to his mom when the right time arrives, something you'd been looking for once you heard his mum mention it in a passing conversation. she thanks you well along with a few follow up praises.
you do everything right. laugh when needed, pipe in the conversation during the right times and offer polite nods to anyone and everyone speaking.
everything was right. except the man beside you. jungwon didn't spare you a glance. merely smiled when his mum showed you off to everyone. didn't even lead you through the way with his usual hand on your back.
the final straw was when he sat down on the dinner table. you thought you were imagining things when jungwon pulled the seat across the table. sitting facing you. the two empty cold seats besides you seemed like a joke, a set up. he cannot be for real right now.
soon enough, the table was filled and everyone had taken their places. thankfully, the ones besides you too.
you looked at jungwon for a beat, who was too invested listening to his second cousins ex boyfriends chronicles and poked your fork into your asparagus.
alright. you see how things are.
everyone had moved on from their appetizers to the main course now. the table had fallen into a familiar warm rhythm as everyone shared stories and bites together.
you didn't even realize how invested you were with the new face besides you to notice your boyfriend.
jay. park jeongseong. jungwons cousin, few months older and a business major. he was kind, nice and funny without trying. his witty remarks and endless jungwon imitations had you nearly clutching your stomach from how hard you laughed.
unfortunately, yang jungwon was terrible at masking his jealous. he knew how to behave and be proper except when it came to jealousy. his perfectly controlled facade slipped before he knew it. his features hardening as his eyes darted from you to his cousin beside.
first, you smiled at jay. mouth curved upwards, eyes sparkling.
jungwon caught your eyes and gave you a fleeting look before going back to conversing with one of his uncles.
second, you laughed at him.
he hated it because it was genuine. the rumble of your laughter, slight shake of your shoulder and the way you shut your eyes. his grip around the fork seemed ridiculously tight.
why are you laughing at him like that?
the frown between his brows gradually deepens as hit attention zeroes at you and only you.
third, you hit jays arm.
the tips of your fingers brush against jays bicep as you roll your eyes.
there's a alarm going off in jungwons head as he's burning a hole into you with his gaze. he's about to lunge off this table any second if you don't take your hand off him.
it's been 3 seconds. it's still there.
without breaking the same unwavering gaze he's placed on you, his foot moves.
you're genuinely entranced by the way jay imitates a 15 year old jungwon. his animated gestures and sudden deadpans making you laugh your heart out.
you feel something against your leg. you already know it's jungwon. you freeze. and finally look up to the man sitting against you.
he's staring at you when you look up. eyes hooded, breaths slow, calculated and jaw clenched. his food and the relatives long forgotten.
you hold his stare for a while. what's wrong with him.
when he keeps frowning at you like you're somewhere you're not supposed to be, you look away.
jays new story piqueing your interest as he goes into yet another of jungwons family classic tales.
the foot against your heel goes higher, harsher, slow. the cool edge of his foot colliding with your bare leg through the slit of your dress.
you drop your hands under the table, shoving his foot off with a lack of force as you don't bother sparing him a glance.
if anyone on the table looked at him for long enough, they'd see the cloud of steam over jungwons head and his angry reddened ears.
jungwons feet move again. not near you, but behind your seat ad he hooks his feet onto the hind legs of your chair before pulling you towards the table sharply.
you gasp as the seat jerks forward and the bottom of your chest is pressed to the cold marble. you look at him this time. eyes narrowed, irritated.
he leans forward, his eyes never leaving yours. jays words fade into the back round. you furrow your brows, trying to figure out what possibly could have aggravated your grumpy boyfriend again tonight. you greeted the guests, hugged his mum, asked dad things about his mundane job. what does this boy want.
there was a look in his eyes. a mischievous yet angry glint in his orbs as he leaned forward, too forward. head traveled halfway across the width of the table. he stretched his arm, fingers curling around the wine glass. one second you think he's grabbing it, the next his fingers move. move away and let go.
the glass tips towards you as it's red contents spill over your gown. the cool liquid now stained your dress as the dampness spreads across the thin fabric. a soft gasp leaves your lips as you exhale, stunned.
a few towards your end of the table look over, ask if you're okay, offer towels. you try your best to nod and swat their concerns away. the frantic movements of jay are blurred in your vision as you fixate your gaze on him. he sits there, smug, the angry glint still visible in his orbs.
"excuse me." you murmur as you move away, rushing towards the bathroom. your feet move fast as you try to rub at the growing stain on your gown.
your fingers curl against the restroom knob, ready open. but before you know it, there's boots clicking behind you. a hand against your back, pushing you into the room hastily.
you stumble slightly before turning around only to see jungwon locking the door before he faces you.
you take three strides before standing in front of him. "what the fuck was that?"
his gaze is on you. hard, unreadable, unmoving.
a scoff escalates your lips. "I don't understand what's wrong with you. did I do something out of the place? say something wrong? why are you fucking acting like I'm not your fucking girlfriend and you hate every single second of me being herโ"
"why were you smiling at him like that?"
took you a few seconds to process his words. "what?"
jungwon gripped your hips, tight, and spun you to pin you against the locked door. his rough fingers digging into your flesh as you furrowed your brows at him.
he pulled you towards him until your chests were pressed flush against each other. body's tangled in sync with the beating hearts divided by skin and bones. he was so close to you, you could feel his breath blowing against the bridge of your nose. his pupils were blown, angry and restless.
"y/n," his voice harsh. his left knee rises up, in the space between your legs as he pins you to place. "what the fuck could've been so funny hm?"
you turn his words over and over in your head as it registers. he's jealous. you're boyfriend's jealous.
you try to widen the almost non existent gap between your bodies which jungwon instantly refuses. a stern head shake and grumble of denial leaves his pressed lips as he further pushes you into the door along with him.
"your suit." you point to his white fabric catching a hint of the bright red drink from you dress.
he dosen't bother looking, preferring your face instead. his mouth is still clenched and eyebrows nearly becoming one.
the smile you try to fight is long forgotten as your expression cracks. eyebrows raise up and your lips curl the slightest bit. "won, are you jealous?"
his hands travel alongside your sides as his hardened gaze melts. "I am. so stop talking to him. don't look at him."
"really baby?" you frown as your fingers find his collar, tugging it towards you. "why'd you avoid me then?" you pull at his ironed shirt. "in a place full of people I don't know. I think you deserved it a little."
jungwon's gaze darts around your face as he rests his forehead against yours. his fingers digging into your flesh as he breathes against you. "'cus you and your damn attitude. whatever, fuck that, sorry. i'm sorry baby. I'll make it upto you, whatever you want."
you've never seen jungwon so worked up. good for him, you like it. a smile makes it's way upto your face.
whatever you want.
