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Youngjae-Home (fluff)

A/N: So this isn't a smut, it's a fluff. Youngjae is my bias so I thought I should make it longer. Also, he's just such a rainbow I had to make a fluff. Enjoy!

I enter my apartment and shut the door, taking my shoes off and putting on my favorite pair of slippers. I exhale as I feel the comfy and soft fabric, also taking my black large coat and hanging it. I turn on the lights, just wanting to rest from my long day in work. I go to my room and change in the dark, just picking out a t-shirt from the cabinet, putting it on without a bra. A smile crepts up to my face as I inhale and realize it's from my best friend, Youngjae, smells just like him, like home.

Youngjae and I have been friends for about 5 years, moving to the same city when we got out of college, never breaking our bond. He sometimes comes here and cuddles with me, just because. He leaves clothes behind sometimes when they get dirty, I like to keep them, just in case he needs them for next time.
I gotta say, the relationship between Youngjae and me has always been platonic. I like him, and I'm pretty sure he likes me too, but we just haven't confessed our feelings to each other and act like nothing's happening between us, that we don't have that chemistry that flows in the air and that our stomach doesn't fly whenever we see each other.

I throw myself on the couch, and just when I turn the TV, I hear a knock in the door, followed by the jiggling of keys. In the entrance, appears Youngjae with black tight jeans and a long white t-shirt, he smiles warmly to me when he sees me and the shirt I'm wearing, and I can see a plastic bag in his hand.
"FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!!!!" I scream, running to him. He laughs and opens his arms, wanting to hug me. I go straight into his arms, only to avoid him in the last second and quickly grabbing the bag, running to the couch giggling with the food I just stole from him.
"Seriously, Y/N?" he looks at me with a dissapointed face and his arms still open. I laugh even harder.
He laughs too and closes the door, also removing his shoes as he steps into the apartment. I gave him a spare of keys a while ago. Again, just in case, so he can come and go as he pleases, though he always knock before opening.
"How did your day go?" He softly asks, jumping to the couch with me. I'm already attacking the bag of french fries and chicken, so I take some time to answer.
"Just as always. Tiring." I answer shrugging.
"Yeah?" He asks me, grabbing my legs and putting them on his thighs, massaging my feet. He doesn't even care that I don't have any pants, or that is clear that I'm not wearing bra either.
"Thank you" I mumble, continue eating my chicken.
"No problem"
"So, how was your day?" I ask him cleaning my hands and putting the rest of the food on the table, I know he's going to eat that later. From the hour, I also knows he's going to stay the night.

"Just... The usual. Oh yeah! Something changed" he remembers.
"What?" I ask him with curiosity.
"I've been in a dilemma lately, with a certain subject. But I have finally made my mind." He says with determination.
I laugh a little: "What is it?"
He surprises me by grabbing my waist and sitting me on top of him, his shirt going up my thighs, his hans gently grabbing my waist.
"Wh-what are you doing, Youngjae?" I stutter.
"You see, Y/N," he says looking into my eyes. "I think it's quite obvious that I'm in love with you, and I have been for a while now. My days with you are simply better, you make me feel things that I can even explain, and I know you feel the same way about me, right?" Youngjae lifts an eyebrow and I blush, nodding, he smiles. "Then I say we just quit this bullshit, Y/N. We are grown ups that can be in a relationship, and honestly I want to spend my life with you. So, what do you say?" He takes air after his speech, and I slowly smile.

"Choi Youngjae, are you asking me to marry you?" I laugh.
"No, dummy. " He laughs, flicking my forehead slightly. "I'm asking you to date me. I won't ask you to marry me, not yet." He winks.
"Youngjae, do you even have to ask?" I say. His smile becomes wider, his hand cupping my face as he slowly but surely kisses me, and it's the sweetest kiss I've ever had. It's full of emotions, emotions we both have been suppressing for a long while. I smile into the kiss, pulling away and just taking in his beauty, and I can tell he's doing the same with me.

I get comfortable in his lap, facing the TV that's still on, his arms surrounding my waist. He leans to the table.
"I'm so hungry" he says and starts eating the chicken. I giggle.
"I knew it" I mumble
"What?" Youngjae says with his mouth full og chicken.
"Nothing." I laugh. "And don't talk with your mouth full." He laughs at my attempt to scold him and hugs me tighter. "I really feel like your mom sometimes" I say laughing.
He looks at me. "You're not my mother, you're my girlfriend. Goooood, that feels so good" he groans and I just laugh, caressing his soft brown hair.

"I am. I love you, Youngjae, I have for a long time" I confess.
"I love you, Y/N. Now I finally get to say it" he kisses my forehead, as I snuggle in his chest, just taking in his scent. That makes me feel like home.

Wuuuuuuuuu. I loved writing this one, I feel like it's just something Youngjae would do, what do you guys think? I really hoped you enjoyed it, I'll upload the second part tomorrow, there will be smut. I have to prepare myself mentally for destroying Youngjae's innocent.
Again, I'm sorry for any mistakes.
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