fluff, suggestive
Sharing a blanket, you felt a wiggle of toes against your foot. Jinyoung had snuggled a little closer and you glanced over to see him offer you a small smile - just a little upturn of the corners of his mouth.
Giving him a sly smirk, you quipped, "Let me finish my noodles before you play footsie with me."
Jinyoung snorted, almost laughing. "You think you're funny?" he teased, setting down his bowl of ramen and propping the chopsticks over the top.
Wrinkling your nose at your boyfriend, you retorted, "I think I'm hilarious."
Jinyoung folded his arms and put on an insincere poker face. Then, he droned, "I'm not laughing."
"Boy, Netflix and chill just started," you smarted, licking your lips as you saw his eyebrows rise. "I still got plenty of time to get a laugh out of you. And me out of these pants."
His stone cold expression practically evaporated in an instant and you saw his precious eye wrinkles in full force before he flashed his teeth in a giggle. The moment he lifted his hands and covered his mouth, you darted forward and grabbed his wrists, pulling them out to the side.
"What are you doing?" Jinyoung whined, face still scrunched with the laugh he stifled.
Scooting closer until you were almost in his lap, you tightened your grasp around his wrists as you felt him finally put up a little resistance. "Your smile is beautiful," you told him sweetly, feeling his arms flex in response.
Jinyoung pretended to avoid your incoming affection and you sidled nearer to him. With your grip, you proceeded to pin your struggling boyfriend to the sofa beneath you, the blanket now snugly tangled around your legs.
"Are you letting me win?" you asked sheepishly, straddling his hips as you pressed his hands into the cushion on opposite sides of his head.
Jinyoung cocked his head, staring up at you in amusement mixed with adoration, and replied, "Technically, I think I'm winning." At that, he glanced down at your precarious position on his lap.
Snickering, you studied him beneath you and swore that a cuter boy had never lived. But you were biased. "Smile and I'll let you go," you ordered.
Jinyoung shook his head and countered, "How about I smile and we stay just like this?"
"Deal," you said without missing a beat, shifting on top of him until you were more comfortable.
Jinyoung flashed you a massive over-exaggerated smile, his eyes nearly shutting altogether. It was adorable and still managed to convey his rebellious snark.
Giggling with delight, you promptly lowered your head to steal a kiss and Jinyoung was ready to pucker his plump lips at the last second. You felt his hands twitch in your hold, knowing he resisted the urge to wrap his arms around you, but for the moment, he was enjoying being at your mercy.
When you broke away from the kiss, you raked your tongue across your teeth and wiggled your hips smugly. Then, you whispered, "Don't hide your smile from me."
"It's a bad habit," Jinyoung replied, his chest rising and falling heavily with his breaths.
Grinning mischievously, you murmured, "I think I can be the one to break it from you."
Jinyoung smiled genuinely up at you and you knew without a doubt this boy was where you had laid all your affections.
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Drabbles + Oneshots | Got7
FanfictionA collection of drabbles and oneshots taken from my Tumblr.