Jinyoung threw himself on the space next to Jaebum over the couch as soon as he got home. His muscles were screaming, his bones were cracking, his mind was wrung dry. He reached over the bag of potato chips on Jaebum's lap, crunching two of them with his teeth. The other diverted his attention from the variety show broadcasted on TV and watched him with sympathy.
"Tired?" Jaebum asked, not really needing an answer, just giving him a chance to complain. Jinyoung sighed and close his eyes.
"Well, you know how crowded it is at the restaurant every weekend, especially on Saturday night. There's no break and I'm on my heels throughout my shift. And I brought an order to a wrong table because the cook misinformed me when he gave me that. The customer happened to be a cranky old man who made a big fuss over it and I ended up getting told off by the manager after my shift. So yeah, I'm thoroughly tired and since my energy has been drained, I'm totally hungry."
Jaebum chuckled, "Alright, alright. What do you want to eat?"
"Ramyeon would be nice."
"Just ramyeon? Okay, I'll make a special one for you."
Jinyoung felt the weight disappear from beside him, and he smiled. He actually thought of just a simple ramyeon, but hearing Jaebum would make a special one for him make him look forward to it, wondering what kind of ramyeon Jaebum would make, and it lighten up his mood a little bit. He could hear every single sound from the kitchen before it silenced. Then he sighed in appreciation as fingers all of a sudden gently pressing on his temple and the crown of his head. He let the fingers pushed him forward as they climbed down to his neck and massaged his shoulder, unraveling the knots. He whined as the fingers disappeared, but they quickly appeared again on his jaw to pulled him back to the backrest and his eyes opened wide when he felt a pair of soft lips on his. Jaebum pulled up with a grin on his face.
"Payment," he said before going back to the boiling water at the kitchen, leaving Jinyoung with the dumb face he made. Only after his mind could register what had happened his heart started beating again, seemingly trying to make up for the beatings it lost since it pounded rapidly. It sounded so loud in his ears, drowning the sound of television. Since their first kiss (and his very first kiss as well), Jaebum never shy away from touching him, constantly giving him sudden attack such as hugging him from the back, cuddling him on the couch, holding his hand when they walked together, and kissing him on any part of his exposed skin, like earlier. Usually though, it was always his nape, cheeks, or forehead. That was the first time he kissed him on the lips after that time at the beach.
His heartbeat barely returned to normal when a strange yet pleasant smell hit his nose, and Jaebum was back with a bowl of ramyeon which grey was slightly different from how it usually was.
"What did you put in?" Jinyoung asked.
"Maesaengi (seaweed fulvescens). It smells good, right?"
Jinyoung hummed in agreement as he brought the bowl close to his nose, relishing in the scent. "It smells like sea and spring. Just like..."
"... our first date?" Jaebum cut him off with a knowing smirk.
"No, I was going to say home," Jinyoung said, though it wasn't really the truth. It indeed reminded him of their first date, the scent of cherry blossom and salty sea fused together, and how Jaebum's cologne got into the mixing. Jinyoung put down the bowl and took his chopstick, wishing the burning on his cheek could be passed off as getting hot from the steam.
"Itadakimasu~"
He started eating, and he moaned at the taste. It did has sea flavor, and it freshened his body up. He gobbled up the food in front of him, half from hunger half from the taste.
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Paint Me A Rainbow (JJ Project)
FanfictionJinyoung was a white canvas. It was empty, monotonous, and lonely. Nothing could make him see the beauty of colors. He was born that way, and he would forever be. Or so he thought, until Jaebum came into his life and painted a rainbow with his color...